Even Though I'm Disposal

This isn’t love,

To you it’s just a game,

That you so love to play.

Yet why can’t I walk away

From the lies that past your lips,

From the hunger in your eyes,

That makes me feel so cold inside.

Every day I wait

For just a simple word from you.

To hear that you miss me,

Or maybe even that you love me.

Yet your lines are always empty.

For days and days,

It’s the silence that kills me.

I know you don’t truly love me.

Even if you say you do.

You already said that you could never promise

That you’ll be mine.

You told me that there’s always a chance

That I’ll lose you.

Yet why is it that there’s no chance

That you will lose me?

Even when I have so much I could run to

Why do I stay with you?

Why is it that I’m hopelessly in love

With a man who I’m disposal to?

Author's Note

Thanks for reading.

Reviews

[Amber-The-Panda]

Well Written Piece About Love. Really Well Written. Keep it up.
I Loved these lines:

"Yet your lines are always empty.
For days and days,
It’s the silence that kills me."

Really Great

[DeadToTheWorld]

This was most enjoyable the line's:

" You already said that you could never promise "
" That you’ll be mine. "

reminds me of something I was told once by a guy that I liked he has a girlfriend already but I guess he liked me back I thought of him when I read those two lines. I love those kind of poem's such as this one that make me think of thing's that happened in the past. Great piece of writing.

~ TheMadGothicHatter ~

[Brandon]

this was beautifuly writen great work keep it up



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