They say that the past is in the past, what they say is true but it never exactly fades for you. You don't do what you want when the voice of the person who brought you down lingers in your brain, as you still hear the angry footsteps stomping up the stairs even when you know they're no longer there. That rechid angry face still lingers your mind, you expect a harsh word or strike from anyone so kind, you learn to rely on yourself, you know that no one will show compassion, believe you or lift a finger to help. You close yourself off from the world feeling rejected by society, you were told that you were worthless
It hurts just as worse when they cut your skin while shirtless. Try and make your life at ease, grow older, step out of your comfort zone because you're the one to please.

Someone you've known for over a year
Can easily stab you in the back without warning, while someone you met last month may not do  such a thing so be warned, time means nothing to a cold soul.

Your insults still linger through my brain adding more to my  personal pain. Creating no worth, just jabs at my self doubt so take your presence to the next route.

Their ego never dies
claiming to have changed but continue to lie. All about themselves is all they ever spoke, they become as dull as an empty bottle of coke. They'll want you when you're gone, remember they're the sinless one who never does any wrong. Humans are their toys, searching every direction for innocence to destroy. Convincing that they need you but you know that is not and will never be true. You my dear have already been poisoned by the tea of lies, here I present you the narcissist's cry.