Guy Like Seeing Me Dying Slowly Poem by taylor baecker

Why must guys put me through so much pain?
They must enjoy the sight of me dying slowly…
Soon; I will have a heart of stone…
Because of the agonizing pain-
The pain of my heart always being broken.
Over & over, they crush it-
Smash it to so many pieces to where it cannot be mended.
For it is impossible for someone like me
to fall in this thing called “love”.
For my heart keeps getting broken
That is if I have one anymore…
Why do they do this-?
Not only me, but also, every other woman in this cruel world?
Or maybe they’re after me…
Always picking me up and dropping me
From the highest building in the world…
That is how it feels to have your heart being crushed…
Over & Over again.
Because, of them… I have already become numb
Guys must enjoy the sight of me slowly dying...