Prison

Release me from the prison of your heart,
so many tears I have shed on your behalf,
yet you wrap me up in your cold embrace,
and look down at me with your contempt.
Release me from my sentiments,
for they have falsely believed in a futile fantasy,
and now they are agonising from pain,
an endless pain that seems to know no end.
Tell me those dead words that finish it all,
and I shall be alliviated from this suffering that has bounded me to you,
made me cry for you, made me live in the prison of you.
Stab my heart remorselessly for I want this one not to be for you,
give me your final cold kiss so my lips will not recognise yours anymore.
Release me from your prison by giving me the poison of your deadly love,
provide me with the cure of disbelieving in this futile dream, useless fantasy,
vanquish me with your dead love, for I want to feel for you no more.

RQ
Moscow
13/5/10