It's all so confusing.
my pain seems
to linger feeding your
amusement.
Everytime I try
to heal your heart
you just take mine
and use it.
I tried to pull you
into me to show
you we can do this.
But what's the point
of love if
only lust seems
to move it.
giving you all my body
with intent
to show and prove it
and all
you seem to think is  
Yeah shorty
let's me abuse it.
And now i've
taken all the
pieces of me...
with love I placed
them in you carefully.
and now with
nothing left of me.
you say it's
nothing there to be