My Poetry

torn

I am torn up
I've destroyed you
you beg for mercy
and I deny you
it's for your own good
and you see me as evil
but if you knew me inside
you'd know I'm protecting you
if you knew what I've done
at night when I think.
you'd realize I'm not worth it
and you'd move on
but for now I am torn
and for now I'm tearing myself up
because you're worth more
much more than me
so what's a few more scars
when I've broken you to pieces
but let me tell you
I am not heartless
you may think so
but I am torn