How is it that even when I'm mad at you I still love you?
That when I think I'm over you I still need you.
So how do you insert your evil ways into me?
Is it that you still need me; no it's because you only use me.
Now how do I get out of your dark and maniacal maze?
All I can see is the fire of my life fading away in the haze.
Was our love just a little bit of fantasy?
In a world built on nothing but fantasy.
Trying to love you is like running a race.
But I guess it's better than looking death in the face.
So why do you continue to torture my poor soul?
Where my heart was there is now a big hole.
So why do I still have feelings for you?
I don't know why I even look at you.
heya
I liked this poem muchly. It confronts all the emotions you go through when you've been in a painful relationship with someone you loved, and I think lots of people can identify with it. Keep it up, ur a good writer.
RX