New poem, what do you think?

Prison Sentence

You spend so much time running

Do you even know now, what it’s for?

Hiding your pain, behind false smiles

Building the lies all the more

It’s ironic, you think?

You’re so content and life is beautiful

His arms might give you some release

But you’ll still wake up all alone

You’ll stay on this cycle of misery

Until at last, you learn.

I may not know everything

But I know

That just isn’t love.

I tried to help you

I cared too much

I held to tight

To a dying light.

It was my mistake

Now, thank you for the lessons

And with him you can now begin

Your hellish prison sentence.