How’s a man supposed to feel when the police take his freedom.
Then he’s forced to watch as his woman slowly leaves him,
Her family and her friends telling her she doesn’t need him.
Leading to a phone call where she claims she’s lost all feeling,
Tears in his eyes as he begs her for forgiveness.
Pleading for another chance to show her the true meaning
Of what it means to be loved for who you truly are.
Not just because you’re beautiful but also for your flaws.
Someone to stand by you, who’s there to catch you if you fall.
Who despite your imperfections, thinks you’re perfect how you are.
How can his love burn out, when her smile is the spark
And her laughter is the wind that fans the flames upon his heart.
He pours out his heart in love letters baring all,
But she aint got the time to read them, let alone respond
Alone he’s in a prison cell, screaming in the dark
Thinking suicide’s the only way to cure his broken heart,
Cause what’s life without love? What’s a man without his family?
Until you lost it all, you could never understand me, pain is love.
See all poetry for Tremayne Willis #S-13555