A love, or a game?

Slit open
heart broken
under your spell
my heart put threw hell
a love, or a game?
I didn't know it was possible to feel this much pain

I feel so hated by you
You're lies, they only grew

You might as well write my suicide note for me
make me sound weak
spice up the dying part
make it unique

Hang me high from the tree
the one to where you first met me
Set up the ropes
soon ill be laying with corpse

and here i am
while you're the bigger man
kicking my feet
just to stand on the street

gasping for air
with blood red stained hair
not another breath, another day
coffin closed, all the way, I decay

but you still can hear my soul screaming
shattering your heart
and can see me haunt you at night while you're dreaming
And i know it tares you apart