I hope you know <br /> That being used <br />And abused <br />Is a pain <br />That never leaves <br />Those who seem to love <br />Being the user <br />The abuser <br />Seem to try to find me <br />So they can introduce me <br />To another form of pain <br />Those jerks <br />Who think that I, <br />An innocent victim, <br />Am just another game <br />To be played <br />I have sworn <br />That it will never happen again <br />Yet I know it will <br />In my frantic search <br />To find “the one” <br />Who will hold me <br />Love me <br />Yet all those I meet <br />Never measure up <br />All those I meet <br />Know nothing <br />Of loyalty <br />Of love <br />Those that I meet <br />Know only of their desires <br />And believe that every person <br />Is just another piece <br />Of entertainment <br />Meant for one night <br />Of pleasure <br />And to be thrown out <br />The next morning <br />This continues <br />In a never-ending circle <br />Why this happens <br />I’ll never know <br />And lucky me <br />I get to be part <br />Of many circles <br />Why do men think <br />That my time <br />Is theirs? <br />It doesn’t make sense <br />The more I live <br />The more I get burned <br />The dating field <br />May as well be <br />A field filled <br />With bleeding hearts <br />Mine has been sliced <br />And diced <br />By many hands <br />By those users <br />The abusers <br />Who seek me out <br />Those jerks <br />Why choose me? <br />What have I done? <br />Please, <br />I need to know<br /><br />Laura Thacker<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/users-and-abusers/
