I believed you,
but I never should have.
You played my mind
just like a game.
Your laughter fills my ears,
as my eyes filled with tears.
My pain is your pleasure,
just as the knife is mine.
The cuts are so deep,
the scars will never heal.
You'll never know how much
you've hurt me.
I cannot show my fears,
you'll feed off of them.
Knowing you've hurt me,
will make you have more control.
I've become worthless,
as you tear me apart.
Brick by brick I build my wall,
you tear it down again.
As I try and try,
the trials are never ending.
The cycle is vicious,
we move in circles.
I try to break free,
but you pull me in again.
The cycle never ends,
neither will this pain.

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Endless Days *Completed*
PoesíaA collection of poems that I have written. Most of them are based on life events. Some of them may be disturbing to some readers. Comments and votes are very much appreciated. Thanks!