How

How is it that even when I'm mad at you I still love you?

That when I think I'm over you I still need you.

So how do you insert your evil ways into me?

Is it that you still need me; no it's because you only use me.

Now how do I get out of your dark and maniacal maze?

All I can see is the fire of my life fading away in the haze.

Was our love just a little bit of fantasy?

In a world built on nothing but fantasy.

Trying to love you is like running a race.

But I guess it's better than looking death in the face.

So why do you continue to torture my poor soul?

Where my heart was there is now a big hole.

So why do I still have feelings for you?

I don't know why I even look at you.


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heya
I liked this poem muchly. It confronts all the emotions you go through when you've been in a painful relationship with someone you loved, and I think lots of people can identify with it. Keep it up, ur a good writer.
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