I know you’re playing with me,

I’m just your toy, can’t you see?

Every word you say

hits me deep each day,

and yet I cannot break free.

Even this pain

is more than emptiness, a chain.

You see me, but not my soul,

just a toy to fill your boredom’s toll.

Every careless word

leaves me stirred,

and still I stay, despite the hole.

I know it’s not intentional,

yet every act feels consequential.

Love between us

flows one way, thus

I remain, though it’s detrimental.

You don’t do me any good,

and I know it like I should.

But better the pain

than feeling nothing again.

I stay,

because the pain gives life today.

Sometimes I laugh to hide the ache,

I’m just a little boy in your wake.

And yet I remain,

though it brings me pain,

because this sorrow I cannot forsake.

I know it’s not intentional,

yet every act feels consequential.

Love between us

flows one way, thus

I remain, though it’s detrimental.

You don’t do me any good,

and I know it like I should.

But better the pain

than feeling nothing again.

I stay,

because the pain gives life today.

You don’t do me any good,

and I know it like I should.

But better the pain

than feeling nothing again.

I stay,

because the pain gives life today

If you go,

only memory will show.

The pain reminds me still,

that I exist against my wil