My Arbitrary

You've brought me here,
to this place- this deadlocked zone
of sunken doors, broken bells
and unbarried skulls
under sullied waters tantalizing the pleasure
The thoughts of an abandoned feild, not bleak enough
You've held me here, through the unbearrable
this diary's friend holds the air with empathy
like a piece of sterling- prized for temporary keepings
You've made me so, this "way"
Hardcore to portray a lie
for i'm nothing to handle
aloof to resist the pain
no need for apology
i know you wouldn't.
There's a rift inside me, a cold i can't get rid of
temptation to question the bearer
to abandon this weakness without remorse
to condone the blank memories i can't efface
there are reasons to hate
i'm a vagrant to love and a brigand to hate
Because i've been crushed at hand and broken at first flag.