His Needs

The Pain is real, a user a work Sharpens his pen to write his wants My i love you eyes stay to his As my wants are blinded to his Abuse is unknowning The pain is unseen Now i lie alone, as he has my belongings But no longer do i have his needs. The key to his heart, is the things you give A place, things, and such. Hurts when i think 3 years pass i couldnt bear the wants He left, with everything i gave As if i was nothing mere then things Cheater he lied, within my mist of things Emotional abuse, dinner never good. Fear of a hit, fear of him. Sometimes i wonder if i let him stay What if I let him stay? Would my eyes be black as night I know my pillow would be wet as rain Some would think that i miss him in bed near me But he was never their, sadly he was never there Parties without me, friends never met me. As he lies with her, with the charm. As the world hates me more them him Cause he perfect they say, star in the making I say see what I see. Know what I know