the love you had was really lust
you just couldn’t believe or trust
in me and all the things I said
your careless words plucked from your head
and written down in my life’s blood
they cut me open and released a flood
of hurt and pain I thought were no more
but it seems I sell my heart just like a whore
who deals in mind and not in body
the blueprints for my soul were just a bit shoddy
and I no longer wish to be
anything other than just me
I don’t want to be a hapless pawn
in the game of love or to be drawn
into another and let down my guard
and then discover that I’ve been played like a card
a card in the hands of a most cunning player
the one who is also an unknowing slayer
the one who killed my heart and soul
the one who tore in me a hole
the one for whom I would gladly die
just so she wouldn’t have to cry
but it seems that im not wanted
it seems ill be forever haunted
by the game you played with me
it opened my eyes and let me see
that not all that is said is true
and with this poem I bid you adieu