when love has become a prison....
when love brings unceasing distress
when love leaves you breathless
you choke on your own ashes
when love is equal to infinite tears
excruciating pains and wretchedness
a demented passion...a poison

and then suddenly it's gone..
the one you depended on
though it's untimely
Love showed mercy
do not fret....
nor exasperate
it is good don't be irate


it is euthanasia

maya crisol

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/euthanasia-3/