The more I cry

Continuously

The more I cry, he smiles.
Hurting me is something he loves to do.
Bring up the past and make it seem new.
He loves to hurt me.
To know that im crying, makes him happy.
And all I do is try to love him and try to care.
But he looks past all that as if im not here.
This isnt love.
No it wasn't at all.
Because I lust over him and he let me fall.
He watched me cry.
He brought more pain.
How can I love someone who brings nothing but shame.
The more I cry, he smiles.
He hurt me and I hold his child.
So I know this love isn't real.
Because only hurt, regret, and shame is all that I feel.

Author's Note

Walk away before it starts.

Reviews

[Carla]

It's hard when you love somebody so much but truly feel like leaving is best. Your right and thank you for your compliment

[Misha864]

Don't cry! he isn't the last man in the whole world! (if this poetry concerns your life)

As for the writing, its very alive and original, like your rhymes and emotions! Good indeed!