With each passing love my heart explodes

With each touch my soul implodes

With each lie my will is broken

With each person I trust there are always words left unspoken

How does one continue to believe, how I ask?

When the only thing your words do is deceive

When will you see that your lies I don't deserve?

Though how can I blame you?

When it is I that chooses to stay?

Because of that decision I suppose I get what I deserve

So here I stand A victim of fate and love's suicide

Will my heart ever change it's ways

To allow this pain to finally subside

Written By: Poetica copyright 2009