termoil

i hear your voice in the quiet night.
i think of you when i am full of fright,
you are the only thing that matters to me,
but you dont see it,
you dont feel it.
you wrap your arms around me and tell me that you love me i by that pack of lies and have a key to it.
the key i wear around my neck, the key to your soul you say. the key that i have until your body rots away.
but you hurt me more than you love me,
you force me to do things i dont want to but i do them anyway.
you have no respect for me no remorse,
i always ask you if you love me and you always say of coarse.
you will leave me someday, i already know….are you the one i love…
or are you my foe?