Poisness Deceit

Your Deceit,
Its like poison,
It peirces through my heart,
my skin,
it rips my soul within,
how could you be so heartless,
does what love you, need breaking ,
so much,
that ,
you cannot share your life ,
with someone who care's for you,
to love you,
is your heart made from blackend ash,
does that ash blister every trace of goodness within you with its roaring heat,
will i never know,
what drove you,
to your aslum,
wich you stay and blockout the world,
and shun yourself to your evil, you spread,
among the ones
who love you.