Leaving Behind

loved feelings are ignited with the simple question,
by another who tells you things as a suggestion,
later revealing some painful hurting lies,
in your mind was everything said part of the disguise,
not believing and nothing said by anyone else true,
curling up into a ball with nothing planned to do,
in this place you cannot be hurt by the pain,
but nothing enters to show you for certain,
trapped in this shell you turn into a complete bitch,
casting spells out of it being a magical hating witch,
nothing happens and karma doesn't serve,
eventually getting out to see nothing to deserve,
moving on but never forgetting that hurt you hold inside,
the tears have been there so long but now have dried.