You asked for a hand,
I gave you my heart

You needed a shoulder,
My body was yours to lean on

For the inconsistencies in your thoughts,
I offered my brain

You chose the path,
I sacrificed my future

Poor and broke,
I rained an overflow

Your pockets were conduits,
I plugged the loopholes

Now you seem made,
You say you want out

The cleavage that hitherto comforted,
Has soon become a cage

Paps you once sucked,
Have allegedly become bewitched

My petalous voice,
Now termed thorny

How my heart bleeds,
For love is betrayed.

Chief