The Source Of My Pain Poem by Heather Rhoden

I care for the ones I hold close,
But I love the one who hurts me most.
He's my everything,
Even though I'm his nothing.
I don't know how or why,
But he's my sun in the sky,
He's the smile of my day,
And the one who makes my world grey.
He's the one thing I see,
And the one thing that makes me bleed.
He holds my broken heart in his hand,
One thing he'll never understand.
My life is his toy,
And that gives me unexpected joy.
I wish he would stay,
Even if he's the source of my pain.