Torture Chamber

Do you love someone?

and in return for devotion and longing, get notified

that you are just friends,  or best friends,

or even best friends forever,

and therefore, banished

to the friendzone

a box canyon,  with thousand foot walls

one tantalizing way in, full of unsaid promises

one way out, crawling on sharp stones,

beware

staying will settle like a boulder on your chest,

leaving will tear at you like raptors talons

until you can’t move,

cant breath

can’t live,

and finally, thinking  you must return to the box or you will die

today, the day of the heart,

are you listening to fables?

that the owner of the trap can’t find anyone

the world is empty

no ‘suitables’ and too many ‘settle fors’,

there is no one,  for them

why won’t they look around,

you say,

to no one

they have chosen to be alone,

blaming the world for not producing

their prefect partner

you also have chosen to be alone,

by being with someone

who has put blinders on their eyes

and you walk

the path of loneliness

together