Poetry

Mistake Made

You've got your hands in so deep
Tangled around my heart
Depriving me of any sleep
A single word could tear me apart

I am at your beck
I am at your call
There's a chain around my neck
That rubs my skin raw

I see the tears
I crave the pain
Slowly devoured by my fears
It all started the day you came

I've traveled this path alone
This is the price I've paid
Might as well call me accident prone
Another mistake I've made