Goodbye-A poem

I can no longer stay.

My stomach turns with sickness,

As your love becomes my meal.

Your words so sweet yet sour,

Are poison in my mind,

And now, I see your frown,

Is not a kind disguise.

I must break free from you,

Before my life is no longer mine.

I'll seek my fate myself.

There is no way we should be entwined.