Leave me here
On the floor
Reaching out
Wanting more
Watch you leave
Through that door
From my soul
My love, it poured
I called your name 
But what's that for? 
As you left
My heart had tore
Because you are my lover 
And I was your war

Been kind of disappointed with people
Don't expect much from other
They'll use you up then send you packing
Mind my mouth not one to judge
Not allowing others to be disrespectful
Play victims flip the script
Called them on the be
No time for their lie or nonsense
Some defends themselves

I have written these poems for so long
but now they just feel
forced