Probably Broken. Poem by Lindsay erika

Why didn’t you tell me from the start?
That all of this bullshit,
was not straight from the heart?
That you were just a lonely soul.
Using my attention,
to fill your deserted hole.


Its hard not to believe you,
when you'd say those things
I hopped were true.
You lied for your own.
And now I realize,
I should have known.


That you were nothing but a joke.
In my warm heart,
You soon were to provoke.
So say your goodbyes,
This is the end
Of all your lies.