Poetry

I once felt your heartbeat
the sound of your love and caring heart
Now im a prisoner of the past 
The shear cold of past events has locked me in 
anger,jealousy, depression,loneliness,has all attacked
A monster of ones self being, unable to escape
tears touch that mind
you now have the gaurds standing over your castle
these feelings getting shattered by their swords
they try to spar with them but are bound to loose
Tears touch that heart
Please walk away before any more damage is done
i hear those clashing waves,and yet still not wanting to stop till the battle is won
Tears please dry