In a fitful fight I fought the night, all my dreams stolen
As day breaks my body quakes, thoughts bruised and swollen
Kidnapped and bound, helpless found, at your mercy in every way
My sacrificial soul paid the toll, only now to be thrown away
In the depths of hell there is a well from which ink is drawn
On memory’s wall delusions I scrawl, now that you are gone
The tears I cry make this dye, from your image eternal
Without love, no heaven above immortality’s infernal
Raging out of control, my bleeding soul tears loose the blemished page
But there’s nothing I can do, the memory has bled through, I’m tattooed with your image
For this there’s no aid, the dye won’t fade, I can’t erase you from my mind
It’s bittersweet stain does remain, no antidote can I find
As an attempt the venom to vent, this poem was written
But loves illusion has no solution, when one\'s heart is smitten