i thought you at least had the decency to end it all.
you hurt me in every way possible.
you stabbed me
right in the back.
you suffocated me
with every single word you whispered.
you slapped me
with the biggest wake up call
of finding out you lied all along.
you choked me
up with the strings of slander
that you spoke with so much sincerity.
you poisoned me
with your sickening medicine
named false hopes.
but for some reason
you believed it was okay
to leave me here struggling.
i have no scars of proof
but i do have one broken heart.
that hurts like ******* hell.
maybe if i'm lucky i won't recover.
silly me for thinking
that if you took me this far
you would have just killed me.
i've never heard of something so cruel:
letting me live.