Broken Poem by Khaos Dven

Im broken, a game you played with a token, a bargaining chip, but what you won was my heart, my soul, but in the end you stole everything, not seeing what you were really doing to me, you see im broken. But i cant stop, i cant quit, i cant break down and cry, i cant grab the razor and just die. I have other people that depend on me, no one can set me free, im locked in this penetentary you call life. I lay down in the darkness and resist the urge to grab my knife.Im broken...Why is life so repetitive? Why is the soul and heart so sensetive? Can anyone fix me? Help collect the broken peices and kiss me? Is there someone out there thats ready for a real relationship? Not this **** you call going out, but a future together forever? Im Broken...