Hallucinating Martyr

In the midst of this minute fantasy

I’m your prisoner held in captivity

There’s no way out

I can’t escape this misery

Everywhere I look

It’s your majestic visage that I see

I’m a masochist

Oh yes, the pain I do embrace

Like crimson silk and lace

I stare at you for reasons unknown



I stare more

And you gaze at her

With gleaming eyes

While mine are sore

Silently I weep inside

And in the darkness, I slowly hide 


Author: Sassy

Country girl with a gypsy soul, living life the unconventional way.

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