Ready for the vultures

Once, twice, I roll the dice,
always act nice and I lose a slice, 
As they remove my heart,
piece by piece,
this ongoing loss,
will never cease.
Oblivious, blind,
I begin to unwind,
the ravel of lies,
those manipulated highs,
a trail of sighs,
as my hope slowly dies,
silencing my cries. 

I trust too easily,
I am naive,
I keep trying to protect myself,
from those who deceive.
I am led astray,
by a mirage each day,
but who can say,
when the devil wants to play.

I am misguided,
I misjudge,
and still I hold no grudge,
as I feed on sweet words,
how absurd,
the premeditated urge to splurge,
cash,
emotions,
loyal devotions,
I retain underlying notions,
that tell me it's a game,
for them to obtain,
all the reasons why they came,
an ongoing drain,
a constant pain,
and then starts to rain...

A tear runs down,
slowly, unannounced,
brain numb and dumb,
mouth ready to pounce, 
I just wanted to have some fun,
for you to stay not run,
when your 'job' was done,
I am weighted with a tonne,
of anger,
pain,
mistrust,
wrapped up in lust,
self-hate is a must.

There is no more,
that I can give,
after becoming a sieve,
holding absolutely nothing,
I question 'why live',
When my future is tainted,
a constant let down,
so that all I have left,
is a permanently etched frown.
Guess I'm the clown,
stuck on a merri-go-round,
I'm going to sign of now...
And Leave this ghost town.