Games With My Heart

• Chloe Gilbert
• Poetry
• 2009

The games that they play with my heart...
Now have begun to start...
All the lies in my ears...
I now have begun to hear...
Why can’t you just let me be?
Can’t you see this is killing me?
I want to die...
I cannot cry...
All i want is love...
But how can i have that if all you do is lie?
If only you didn’t say goodbye...
All this hurting is tearing me apart...
Oh dear, my poor, poor heart...
I can’t keep living like this...
All i wish is for my life to bliss...
And for that one special kiss...
But how can i have that when i don’t know if you’re not you?
How can i tell if your love is true?