I Am Captive..

His masculine hand brushed my rosy cheek,
As he looked into my eyes, it made me fatally weak.
The soft words that left his lips, I could never imply.
All of the speeches he gave, and all of those lies.

He lifted my chin and kissed my delicate neck,
His knee fell to the floor and my body became a wreck.
The hand that I feared grabbed mine so tightly,
A shimmering ring came out, and a smile so slightly

Tears began to roll down the cheek he brushed,
My burning heart began to feel so absently crushed.
I never wanted to be with him in such a way,
But I know better of him, then to ever disobey.

I fear the way that his hand and eyes touch me.
My mind is afraid that I could never truly flee.
Captivity is what I have been in, and never let go.
The chances to be free is mild and too low.

I wish to be let free, and let my heart unbound.
A new life, and a new day I wish I could of found.
This person who says he loves me, is not a true man.
The day that I met him, was the day this horror began.

Not only a broken heart, do I now carry so close,
But a torn up mind, and body that I could never compose.
I want a way out of this nightmare that I am in,
And find a person, who loves me from within.

One day, maybe i shall break free from this hell.
And this, horrible story I will forget and never tell.
I'll forget the way he treated me and my heart.
And ignore the way he broke them apart.