You told me that you would never hurt me, so why I am lying here crying in the dark. Why am I the one you choose to lie to. Why did you fill my head with dreams with hope that everything was real? How could you look me in the eye and tell me that you loved me more than life? I gave you more than I ever did to anybody, you told me that you wasn’t like all the others. Well, you are not like all the others, you are worse. Because all those promises were broken. My heart lays shattered on the ground. The worst part is that I still love you with all the little pieces. I wonder how stupid I must be to still love you, but I know why. Because you promised me something I want so badly. You danced around me like it was nothing. Why did you? I lay wake at night wondering if it was I was the one at fault. If I should have changed for you. If I was the one who ruined it all. I can’t stand to look at myself knowing that I wasn’t good enough for you. I beg for mercy. This pain that I feel is brutal. It is like nothing I have felt before. I can feel it in my chest, and it travels all over my body. The doctors diagnose it as depression, but its real name is broken heart. It is something that no medicine can cure. You are the one who emotionally transmitted this to me, I tried to protect my self but it is nearly impossible. You told me that no one would ever hurt me, but how come you were the one to do it. You promised that you would never strike me so what are all these bruises. How come everything you said ended up being the complete opposite. I want to move on everyday I have to look at my scars and my mind starts to torture me again. My smile is as fake as the love you give out. Hidden behind that is the little boy that you beat down on. I hope you look into my eyes and you see my pain. I hope when you see it, it is so powerful that you can feel it. Somedays I wonder if death is better than this fake world. I can’t even hope that love could be real, because everywhere I look there is violence, yelling, there is hate everywhere. In the beginning it all started out with love. So it is only reasonable that I believe that love is the devil disguised as an angel. Its been too many times that I have loved and have ended up broken. People just walk past me, like you do. I am just another player in your game. I should have known. I should have looked behind and seen the trail of tears you had left behind. Now I am just another heart you left broken on the ground. So now as I grow stronger before your perpetrating ways, I am going to smile when you ask why. Why am I not another victim? I will watch you with your face of confusion, as I walk past you with my head high. The only question that will ever cross my mind about you is * Why did I ever let you place me in your game*.