It isn't the end of the world, I know
But in a moments time I loved you so.
And now I'm defeated, I am prisoner here
Never so cold was my heart nor so hot were my tears.
I gave you my light, yet you let it burn out
It was drowned in my eyes and smothered in doubt.
I have no strength left to bear the weight of my emptiness
When all of my strength has been conquered by your gentle caress.
Yet like a tyrant king you rule my heart
For all the freedom you have, you will not let me part.
So here I sit alone in your chains of gold
In the confines of your heart where it feels so cold.
Heather Marie Mortimer
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/moment-2-2/
