Spell Poem by Dan Lundahl

I've fallen for your personalities so extreme,
You're beautiful, you're sweet, you're so supreme,
You've put a spell on me, not helpful, but a curse,
My hearts anti-system is on disperse.

I'm locked to this floor, I can't escape,
I'm tied down, with glue and tape,
I'm wishing all I can just to be free,
Through this hazy mist I cannot see.

I'm deeply possessed by your control,
It's like I'm falling deeper and deeper in this hole,
You were so sweet and you were so fine,
Now all I see is you tricking me, so you can me entwine.

I'm wandering through these crystal halls,
They're unbreakable, the surrounding walls,
You've for me, built a one-man jail,
My heart and soul is the minimum bail.

Whenever I scream and yell for help,
Whenever I cry, shout and yelp,
Nothing but muttering and bubbles appear,
My lips are banished under water so clear.

I'm hearing empty words from a distant voice in my mind,
Stories and tales of good and bad, it's the bad kind,
Is someone calling for me, is anyone missing me,
I can't hear anything but your hissing fury.

I'm looking around, trying to figure out where I am,
Nomatter where I look, I see you, damn,
You're not in front of me, but printed in my eyes,
Only the blueprint to a million functional lies.