Beautiful, you said as you kissed my hand when we first met.
Perfect, you whispered as you took every last bit of my innocence.

Overjoyed, I was to have found my soulmate.

Mine, you called with anger as you groped me in public.
Sensitive, you shouted when I expressed my feelings.

Confused, I was when the sweet turned to sour.

Dumb, you declared disgustedly when I told you my dreams.
Fat, you mentioned as I undressed myself in front of you.

Rejected, I was by the person I loved the most.

My fault, it was when you grabbed my hand with force.
My fault, it was when you painted bruises on every last bit of me.

My fault, it was for letting you do this to me.

The hurt may go away
but your memory will
forever rest in my soul.

Training my brain
to no longer search
for your name on my screen
is harder than you'd think.

Everyone tells how strong
you are and how you
can make it on
your own but
no one dares to
speak of the times
you will be up all
night wondering
how someone
could be so
worthless.

Someone take me off
this endless ride,
I feel sick as it circles
around and around.

My precious needle,
shoot your empty promises
into my veins.
Make me believe
in your false realities.
Just hope that I’m not
addicted to your words.
For once your supply
is gone, I will be withdrawn
and crash.