Every hope I've ever built up,
it all comes crashing down.

How do I always get stuck with the broken ones,
their scattered pieces on the ground.

I'm left to pick them up
and solve their messy riddle.

I put their pieces back in place,
no matter how brittle.

I make them whole and happy.
I make them tall and strong.

I give them my devotion and love,
but then they treat me wrong.

Because I picked them up,
and helped them start anew

they think that they're entitled.
I guess that's what they're used to.

They're accustomed to deference.
They expect to be treated like queens and kings.

I let them abuse and use me,
each day brings a new sting.

I always realize too late,
getting hurt by their schemes and plans.

It's only when their true colors show
that I see bloodied red cuts on my hands.

Pushing and pulling.
We push and pull at each other
like two magnets,
opposing and attracting
with every twist.

You push me away
and I pull you back.
I push you in return,
you pull me further into the dark.

We’re no good for one another.
We knew this wouldn’t last.
What did you expect,
when all the lies piled up.
Did you think you could hide them forever?

Lies never stay hidden.
The truth reveals itself in the end,
and often not in the ways we want it to.

Your lies were the final nail in the coffin of our relationship.

You were supposed to be my new beginning ,
my happy ever after
my knight coming to rescue me.

I realized too late that I dont need to be rescued.

I needed an equal.

Someone to pull me up when I fell,
not pull me down and drown me.

I needed someone to push me to be my best,
not push me towards darkness and deceit.

You think that you haven’t done anything wrong.
You love me, so how could you ever hurt me?

The ones who love us tend to hurt us the most.

You wanted me kept tightly in your firm grip.
You always “knew what was best for me”,
without consulting me.

I thought I was the one that didn’t deserve you.
You were sunshine and warmth wrapped in a human body.
I didn’t realize you’d leave me burnt and scarred skin.

I’m choosing to move on.
I’m choosing to forget.

You never deserved my devotion and defense.

Everyone warned me about you, they told me you were dangerous.
I didn’t believe them, I couldn’t see.

You’ve opened my eyes, for the last time.

So goodbye, my love.
Goodbye, my friend.

You won’t be invited into my life again.

Is it possible for heartbreak to cause physical pain in your chest?

I can feel it burning,
scorching
its searing pain
deep inside.

How am I supposed to breathe when I'm weighed down by it?

My lungs try to expand
but,
they get stuck.
No air comes.

I don't think I will ever find another who cares like you do.

Your love suffocates me,
I am
floundering and
drowning in it.

I know that when I end this, I will never feel love again.

How is it
that even though
I'm the one ending it,
I'm the one broken.

I asked you straight to your face, how was it so easy to lie?

You lied to me
over and over
time and time
again.

I knew this would never work, I ruin everything I touch.

We should have
just stayed friends.
Nothing will ever
be the same again.

I may be imperfect and flawed, not worthy of much.

I expected more from you,
a self proclaimed
knight
in shining armor.

You ******* this one up, my darling.

I miss my best friend, but I won't rely on your devotion
and misconstrued idea of love.

Moving on is bitter sweet.
I am filled with memories
joyful and bleak.

I remember, laughing until we cried
and arguing about
your petty pride.

This messy affair
drained me slowly.
Now, I just don't care.

You ruin everything around you.
I just never thought
you'd try to ruin me too.

Your hypocritical behavior,
turning your nose down at those
who could have been your savior.

I am leaving you now,
nothing can make me stay.
So go on, take a bow.

You'll be left a mess,
with no one who cares.
You're not worth the stress.

I have lovely friends
who love me for me.
We won't make amends,

I'm over your deceit.

I feel irritable
for no reason at all.

I can’t shake this feeling
of wanting to scream my head off.

I feel unstable, like
the smallest thing could set me off.

Every noise, not matter how big
or how small

grates on my ears,
and fills me with anger.

My body quivers with unease,
my hands fidget incessantly.

Sensory overload,
can’t seem to dull the things around me.

I want to pull my hair out.
I want to scratch and yank at my skin.

My body doesn’t feel like it’s mine,
I feel uncomfortable. My skin is crawling.

Stop asking me what’s wrong,
I can’t give you an answer.

I could tear myself apart,
piece by piece.

All due to this feeling,
of being overly full

yet
too
empty.

I had a nightmare about you.
It ended just like you’d
imagine it would.

You grasped my wrist
firmly in your grip
and shoved me against the wall.

I could feel the explosion
of pain pounding in my head
as you slammed it into a picture frame.

You were yelling in my face.
I could feel the rage
pouring out of you.

Why did you always take
everything out on me?
Even when I’ve done nothing wrong.

Nothing but exist,
I suppose.
My terrible crime.

You were like a drug.
Addicting and harmful,
I just couldn’t quit you

Finally I did
but yet,
you still haunt my dreams.

Someday I will wake up
completely normal.
No nightmare lingering.

I won’t wake up
in a cold sweat,
afraid that you still own me.

I’ll wake up
utterly free.
You, just a distant bad memory.