My oh so poetic poetry

Here be another begining to something that might be nothing and yet it is.... comments?

I scream why can't you love me, as you stroke my face,
telling me I'm beauty in a world of disgrace.
It's not the lie that gets me, but how you twist your words,
shredding my integrity, leave the carcass for the birds.
Naked, broken, fallen, gone, this is what you've done,
the fate you save for me, you've given to everyone.

How can you make me cry when I don't even speak to you? How can you make me smile without ever seeing you? How can you make me feel the way you do, when to me there is no longer a you? - Because I love you - How can I still lie to myself about not missing you? - Because I know you don't love me -