#WritcoPoemPrompt2
In the end it was just me and my thoughts,
A painful trap, long after you were gone
I was a prisoner to my own mind
corrupted by the words you fed me.
An internal entity as days passed
there was no love in the way you looked at me.
The songs that you sung replay in my mind a thousand times
and each repetitive tune turned even more sinister than the last.
I stood waiting for your return,your abuse, your presence
the only visible thing shown in your eyes was lust
I bent over for you,
opened myself up completely for you.
I still stayed when you offered me to your friends and did everything.
i fulfilled every demand you had and you left me to suffer alone....

In the end it was just me and my thoughts,
A painful trap, long after you were gone....
And i was the creator!!
© lividquirks