My minds evilness
Conjures like warlocks
Standing over a
Tureen of goo
Falsity of you
Creating lies which
Like all spells
Do nothing but
Emphasize my insecurity
Why oh why
Do I place
You in such
Prisons when your
Only crime was
To love me
Exonerated now freed
From my dungeon
Squinting you turn
Back your soul
Simply asking why
What you’ve done
We are all
Capable of the
Tyranny of love
HARLAN DIDRICKSON 