Alyssa Godwin
Thou Hast Entrapped Me

Thou Hast Entrapped Me

True love, its whipping tail.

A true cry: for help or for affection,

I cannot tell.

To be burned by one is to be

burned by all,

something close to the

echo of a call.

The trust I applied,

the vulnerable stares,

my heartbreak is beyond compare.

It is true, to be told, t

he hopefulness of companionship

but the demise, I confess,

reigns true.

Only the most

fallen of the

angels can

relate to this burdened feeling

that you create.