the bruises you left on her body don't even compare to the ones you left on her heart.
she trusted every word that you said,
but it was only because you forced her to.
you forced her to think it was alright
that you didn't stop when she said no,
you forced her to think it was alright
to go home in tears because of someone you
'love'.
you forced her to see you again the next day,
you forced her to do the same thing every single day,
no matter how many tears left her swamp green eyes
that were once a shining emerald green.
you said yes,
and she said no.
no is a million times more powerful than yes,
but you didn't care.
you didn't stop when she tried to push you away,
you didn't stop when she screamed,
you didn't stop when she cried,
you didn't stop when she went completely limp,
you didn't care.
you just wanted to feel something,
and you didn't care that the 'something' you were making her feel
was disgust.
she went home
and stared into her mirror.
she broke it into thousands of pieces,
and she picked the broken shards up,
all of them.
they bloodied her hands,
but she didn't care.
because she wanted to end her life,
and no one cared.
her family didn't even notice the cuts on her hands,
or even the missing mirror.
they didn't hear her crying in the shower as the water cascaded over her shoulders.
they didn't know what was going on behind the mask of her relationship.
they didn't understand why she was losing so much weight,
because he told her she was fat.
they didn't understand why she had bruises,
because he hit her.
they didn't understand why she stayed,
because she thought she loved him.
but she's never hated someone
so much.