There is no me without you; You made that truth. Broke me, changed me, Put poison in my roots. Pruning, trimming, Tightening the noose. All of those alterations for a version of you. I hate myself now, you win. I hate my mind, my body, my skin. All that makes me, me. But did you truly hate me? Or did you hate the pieces that reminded you of Him? You became obsessed and tried burning my rot, but it wasn't just me on the family plot. Your fire scorched all the ones we love, All because I bear his blood. Or was it my reflection you despised, A mirror of your own eyes? I can sympathize; I hate most parts of myself, But that does not dignify the years I have cried, All because you couldn't love yourself. The cracks in our foundation are all that is left, You can do a factory reset, But I remember all the poison you have said. I remember all of the lies, the pain, and the Deafening silence while the blade was on my Skin. But you never saw, The hurt I held close to my heart, Or the blood I couldn't keep within. So please be patient with me while I heal, For the wounds you inflicted run deeper than You know, But I am a survivor and I will emerge stronger Than before.