Why do you do this to me? What you're doing to me, don't you see,
they now say i'm in a safer place, but it's terms I can't come to face,
Being here is uspposed to protect me from this fear, to help me realise that you've filled my head full of lies,
these are things I don't want to believe, How much you can deceive,
when we're together, you bring me to a place I don't want to leave;
for the sake of my fragmented heart, I think it's time to depart,
No looking or contact, simply because of the facts,
You are ruthless and truthless, you'll always be my baby and buoy,
But all I am to you is a toy,
well not anymore my dear boy, it's time to go no matter how much I love you so... 'Killing but not loving, listening but not believing and leaving before i'm left' truer words never to be spoken by marilyn monroe.
Aislinn Armstrong
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/don-t-you-see-8/
