It was fun, wasn't it?
Watching me suffer,
Tearing the beating heart right from my chest,
Leaving it to be replaced
With a gaping hole.
One that can never be refilled
No matter how hard I may try.
You enjoyed it, didn't you?
Wrecking me,
Destroying every possible hope I had,
Any hope for anything good in this wretched, wretched world.
You loved watching my pain,
You fed off of it.
And while I'm sitting here at two in the morning
With ***** filling my veins
And tears streaking my pale cheeks,
You're completely fine.
And that's what hurts the most.