I am sick of all your lies,
I can’t ever see through your disguise,
But I try so hard to find the truth in your eyes,
That I am broken and bruised on the inside,
You say you are sorry,
And I tell you that it will be alright,
So we get back to living the good old days,
Until a fight break out,
And you want to leave again,
For you love playing this game,
‘Cause you know my love for you won’t change,
You say that you will leave this time for the good,
And I beg you to stay one last time if you could,
‘Cause I honestly don’t know what I’d do without you,
So you are the predator and my heart is your prey,
You are like a con-man who doesn’t need to stay,
And I beg you to give us one last chance,
You push me away so you could have it your way,
Keeping your heart cold, you fail to see,
I am fragile but it wont stop you from breaking me,
All along, I had mistaken you for the cure to my pain,
I was such a fool in love,
That I didn’t know you were just the same,
There were no exceptions to the rules of your game,
I was just another name you wanted to claim,
And it’s all my fault and I am to be blamed,
I should have never trusted you with my heart,
‘Cause now I just can’t let you go,
Yes, I just can’t stay apart,
But who knew I was doomed right from the start,
All I know now is that I am the pariah,
I belong nowhere and to no one.
I have not been active on WordPress lately because I have been super-busy. I will get back to reading and writing soon. Thank you for the patience and love.
globalunison 
Very good poem. This could be a song. This person sounds like a manipulator.
Manipulator or a liar — they are all the same, aren’t they? (Lol)
You got me there — I wrote it like lyrics to a song otherwise my poetry have a different flow. Thank you for your comment (:
Warm Regards,
-Naima
This is painful but it shall pass.
It will — this is nature: if there is pain, it will be healed.
Thank you for your comments and support, Celestine ❤
-Naima
Wow…I´m kind of wordless…Do I recognize myself in this poem?…It feels as if parts of it could have been written by me.
I am sure this can be the story of many people but I am sorry that such things can be relatable too.
Thank you for your comment, Julien.
Warm regards,
-Naima
Arrg. Love and complexities.
I know right? Unconditional love can be frustrating.
-Naima
Aah…so much negativism…. and you told me not to be damned….whose damned now? My Queen of the Damned……
Hah, that was funny. It’s not necessary that people feed off pessimism — sometimes letting out what you feel is how you progress and move on but may be all these things won’t ever make sense to you because you have to be sane to understand that the first step to healing is acceptance.
I am not ‘damned’ (I am using this word because you used it). I am a poet.
-Naima
Sweetness of pain from our dear ones kills us bit by bit and the surprising part is, we enjoy it. We crave for it. We can bear the pain but not be away from the dear ones. Hope you can find some closure and be a bit more happy 🙂 Loved the line “I was just a name to be claimed”
Everything will be just fine InshaaAllah 🙂 I wish you don’t fret over this
Sadly beautiful. Letting it out is good.
It is — thank you for reading.
-Naima
This poem is absolutely beautiful. And I can relate myself with it in some parts, playing the antagonist, unfortunately. 😦
Anyway, great job as usual, Naima. It’s been a while since we’ve looked at each other’s blogs! Would love to see you checking up on mine!
Warm regards,
Kimaya.