My girlfriend, why must you torture me?
you make me laugh, you make me cry,
You make me live, and wish to die. I love this line, but rhyming cry with die seems chilche. Try to expand it some how. The piont your trying to make does get across though.
My girlfriend, why must you stifle me?
You let me in, then turn away,
and leave my world, both bleak and gray.Nice!
My most beautiful girlfriend,
when I am down upon my knees,
I let you see, all there is to see,
that is my soul, for you to keep.For some reason I don't think this line really goes with the poem.
My most stupid girlfriend,
no longer do you butress me,While you have a very nice vocab the word butress isn't very poetic.
I see now that I cant be free,
in your arms, my girlfriend. You need more of a explosion at the end if you get what I mean. This isn't the excitement you need to end this very good poem!