My Final Plee

It makes me sick,

the hurt i sense in my heart,

i have felt it before,

the after taste quite tart,

Why does it suck,

ive done it before,

and yet here again laying,

on the cold bare floor,

A tribute to love,

I don't like to blame,

but where else could there be,

such a throbbing pain,

Of course its my fault,

because i was weak,

been kicked off my horse,

on my lovers peak,

i try to not let,

the hurt grow to large,

but i get that feeling,

like i'm not in charge,

A simple request,

find someone like me,

the next love be lasting,

That is my final plee.