These trust issues

It's late,
I cant sleep,
It's late,
This bloody defeat.
Where are you comeing from?
I don't see why,
You stab me in the heart,
Just to watch me die.
I can't sleep now,
I'm afraid,
Scared, that maybe,
Just maybe,
You will do it again.
You will again kill me, on the inside.
You really do scare me.
Are we ment to be?
I wonder why, as i stare at,
This crimson sky.
You made me this way,
My trust for you,
Destroyed in dismay,
From what you do.
So maby one day
I'll trust you agin,
But untill then,
It's late,
I can't sleep
It's late,
And I wonder...is this the way its supposed to be?