Why
Do you do to me
The things that you do?
Why
Do you have to take my heart
Shatter it
Drop the pieces on the ground
Like broken glass
As I try to pick them up
They hurt me even worse
The most horrible part,
Though,
The thing I hate the most
About what you do
Is that I let you.
You didn’t steal my heart
I gave it to you
And you abused it
Then,
As soon as I got the puzzle fitted together again
You asked for my soul again
And I gave it
Over and over and over
Each time,
I say to myself
“this time,
I’m not gonna let him
Do
What he does”
But each time,
Your cold brown eyes
Freeze my mind
And I repeat the motion
Over and over again
I hate myself
I hate you
For making me
Hate myself
But mostly
I hate myself
For letting you do
What you do
I hate you
You sadist
Just kill me
Let the torture end
Just let me die