As I stare into the empty cage,
I carry within myself, an ocean of rage.
I made sure he followed the path I paved,
Then how is it that he escaped?
Let me take you back to the start,
When the street was empty and the sky was dark.
Broken hearts are often romanticized,
I pulled him in a world of fantasy and lies.
Our love bled of Passion and Pain;
The poison flowed like a river through my veins,
As we kissed.
I bathed myself into the fragrances of his desire,
To him I smelled of roses, rain and fire.
I wonder when his mind changed,
The bars of the cage were built of guilt and shame.
-Darling, I was only a mirage.