Manipulated Poem by Nikki Vermaak

As I lay there my thoughts go out to the first day he and I stated single.
He was sweet kind and pretty.

After I spoke to him I felt so dirty....yet, I still said it's fine, and he said
' She's so blind.'

He knew I was easy and gullible in my mind…
My way out was not an easy one to find.

Everyone told me it's wrong, but I chose to ignore...
I believed he was worth so much more.

I told them they're stupid, my 'man' is loving as Cupid.
He said ' I love you', I said it too.

He said ' You're the one' and I agreed... with my hormones knotted as my tongue.
He knew that, this round... He has won! ! !
He sees my meekness and that's what he take as my weakness.

He made my knees weak, and my tummy full of butterflies.
I thought him to be the sweetest of all guys.

I had sighs of relief and tears of joy, when he was 'with' me he seemed like a boy.
To him..I was just ONE of his toys.

I never saw what was going on!
He actually made me stress and cry a ton.

I thought he was taking away my confusion but really… he was the reason for my bad nutrition.

I wasn't eating, because it felt like I could live on his love alone.
All I became in the end were sweet words carved on a gravestone.
You want to know something?

He never shed a tear nor did he moan

So before you end up like me…
Save yourself and listen, before you're nothing but skin and bones…
Under a big gravestone of regrets