I don't think
you ever realized
nor did I,
that after
every time
you used me,
you insulted me,
you mocked me,
you abused me,
after every time
you ignored me
and hurt me
and broke my heart
you manipulated me
after every single
******* time
you tried to call me
your ******* friend
afterwards
you never thought
that I'd turn around
and attempt
to try to ******* **** you.

If you were dead,
I'd feel relived
yet I'd be saddened
by the fact
that I can't feel
your miserable
worthless flesh
with more pain
and misery
and regret.

I have absolutely
no sympathy for you.
I'm cold
I feel nothing
I'm ruined
I'm destroyed
I'm violent