Burning Cycles

At last, love was found

Only to be lost once more.

But is it love if you give it,

To conditionally receive it?

And when I don’t, I will shatter,

But in silence, I will cry.

Have them play into my guessing game,

And then I wonder why.

Why do they all leave me?

Am I not worthy of the fight?

But before the hopeless battle,

I am eager to take flight.

And once I fly, I quickly fall,

I fall right into new arms.

Their embrace not always gentle,

But I’m entangled by their charm.

Still, I know this love is hollow,

Built upon my sacrifice.

But I have plenty for the two of us, I'll just keep feeding on the lies.

Until I find myself starved,

Resentful, and decayed.

Then I take this dying passion,

In search of my next prey.

This love- it burns inside me,

Searching the next victim to smolder.

It stays until the flame’s exhausted,

Maybe I'll change when I grow older.

Then, at last, here comes the heartache,

I know their love was not the same.

But did I really love them? 

I got lost in my own maze.

But then another comes along, And their love, I only probe. Once again, two souls divided, Because I'm not deservant of their love.

Author's Note

Hello! Thank you for reading my first poem, I wrote this a couple of years back while I was going through a hard time, and just got the courage to finally post it.
I would love to hear your thoughts on it!