Poem: Your Slave (Limerick)

You rescued my heart from the grave.

Gladly my vows to you I gave.

Tried to be your partner.

Your Knight in shining armor.

When really you prefer a slave.

Poem: Nothing left

My heart

Ripped to shreds

By words you said

Now our love is dead

My spirit

Beaten and bruised

Feeling so used

The result of abuse

My body

Weary and weak

Becoming deplete

It’s food I seek

Nothing left

You’ve taken it all

The cause of my fall

Now I am your thrall

Mercy please

I cannot continue

To endlessly serve you

I need to begin anew

Free me

Unchain these bonds

My freedom is gone

From all that was done