Foolish Poem by franshata sanders

Why have you come here
what is it that you need
I know you enjoy seeing me
low, broken an enslaved by
every word that you say
you'd love to know you've gotten
n2 my brains..but what we have is
deeper you've gotten n2 my veins
an left my soul shooked..leading
me n2 the dark, when I have my own
eyes to see..so foolish I am, an to blind to see,
that everything you have to offer is nothing that
I need..so leave me lonely an at peace..no longer
will I let you make a fool of me;