Penalty : Relationship Poetry

Penalty

What price is it I must pay

the cost of trust-

the sum of my pride

loss of respect I feel inside?

The value of myself

I offer away

the penalty of love

to have you stay?

I am covered at night

beneath a blanket of despair

extending a nightmare

that departs to nowhere.

What worth does it hold

the significance of words

when the call that disputes

is the only echo that’s heard?

What is the sum of a soul

when the substance is stolen?

With the regard of trash

my heart smolders to ash.

How much must I give

by the end of the day-

for the penalty of love

what price must I pay?

Sherrie