Poem 301.

I am trapped in your web of memories
of sweet bliss and happiness;

Which I wish would fade,
because the pain will not go away.

If I die today, will your face haunt me in death?
If I die today, would you even fret?
With you long gone, I admit I still long for you,
It is because of you, my promise is still true.

when I cried, I cry for you,
when I laughed, it's because you.
Would you still wear your crown?
From the day I asked you to be my queen.

Or would you throw everything back to me?
And watch me walk away, hands clasped, sobs audible.
Then you'd call your knights to throw me outside,
outside your kingdom, outside your heart.

Though this poem has no rhymes,
Though this poem will fall on deaf ears,
Remember that when you need a poet,
I'll write you poems using my tears and my blood...