My World Poem by Fernando Alvarez

why do they like to pain me?
why do they enjoy my pain?
I’m a torn soul.
I’m a ruined body.
I’ve destroyed my ego,
so you couldn't do it.
I’ve destroyed my sanity,
so you wouldn't have the pleasure.
I’ve lost my feelings,
so you wouldn't hide them from me.
I’ve confused my mind,
so you wouldn't have your fun.
all that's left is my soul,
in which you had the pleasure to kill
when I was so dependent on you.
now what are you going to do?