Straight Jacket of Love

I am completely fine, feeling as smooth as the oceans current

Nothing can ruin this night, with the stars agazing.

I feel just the sound of the ocean washing away any worries.

I smell the ocean air coming in from the past, present and the future

I am truly at peace at this very moment in time.

Thinking outloud, I wonder why, in a harsh cry

Has time escaped me too long?

I run in a panic, wondering if anyone will still be alive

I look behind to see my passion, lashing me with a hot whip

It is not my poetry, not my guitar, or my voice calling me

But the pain of the past, present and future

I try to stick out and feel better but nothing helps, it seems this pain is

Growing hotter like a hot iron press, and I cannot stress how it feels

I feel weak, limber, my anger isnt simmered as my skin is red

Not red with remorse, but pain, and tattoo'ed with forever'd pain.

I struggle in my peaceful palace of sand to be at ease

But I cannot be appeased, once again im struggling to find my way

The pain on my back of that imprint is getting hotter, not from heat

But from the sting of love, and the heart of pain

As I look through our memories like a diary

I see that deep down fire in me

Its lit very low, to not be seen

My love for hers been split inbetween.

Like an axe chopping through wood

I have a splinter in my heart

It wont be squeezed, or put at ease

The struggle is hard and hurtful

I feel as if im in a straight jacket of love

and I will never get out of this entrapment 

No matter how hard I struggle

It wont ever come off

I feel a bit better as she says that shes emotionally unstable

Setting aside my worries and doubts, that im all about

I look and what do I see, her with another man

She is yet again appeased.

I am still trapped in this hungry built love

Fulfilling her needs, but starving in mine

If only she'd have not lied, and told me everything

Maybe I wouldn't be in this straight jacket, of love....