Words for Thoughts

Thief

He takes my words
Poetry a back
All is lost for me
My hand is full of tacks
When your I take my writing
The anger courses in my veins
While I have no expression
I cause great deals of pain
Those promises were nothing
Because you took my dreams
No where to calm down
The tears are in streams
If you take more, I become reckless
I am lost in deceive
My lungs have gone
You all ruined it, you thieves