final decree

A final decree, almost a plea, an unknown love you pulled out of me, walls shattered, feelings didn't matter, I gave you all and now I'm feeling shattered, shackled...almost in a bind, this shit is crazy man why'd it have to be, you...or was it, is it still, me...uncharted territory, beyond the glory, leery and now weary why'd it have to me, I played the game and wanted to be through, but a relationship qualifies two, if it was easy then anybody could be you...shit got gloomy, you begin to pull away, second guessing, over whelmed, stressing. I want you this is true but what's it take for me to keep you, is it out of my hands, have I already lost you? In closing this is my ailing plea. If its not me you still want, Smh I guess its not meant to be, but I decree with my own issues and flaws I love thee with every ounce of me, I pray and I pray and I pray to keep you here with me.