You're not sorry.
I couldn't figure out why for the longest time.
I didn't understand until now.
Until this empty moment were 2 and 2 start looking more like 4 than 83.
You're a sadist.
I completely forgot.
You told me once, maybe twice before.
But I didn't believe you.
You seemed too sweet, too gentle, too warm.
To the touch, at least.
But you were right.
You did this to me on purpose.
You are enjoying making me and watching me suffer.
It makes you feel important, like you've had an affect.
And I've been literally feeding it to you with a shovel.
I thought I was making you feel guilty, showing you what you have done to me.
But I was doing just the opposite.
By showing you my anguish, I only fueled your sick minipulative mind.
I am your puppet.
See me dance, cut my strings, watch me fall,
and laugh and laugh and laugh.

Suffering sadness,
Trapped in your own dillusional sense of a fictional reality,
Created by a minipulative enabler,
Every bump,
Scratch,
Pain,
Hive,
Belly ache,
Sore throat,
Something more then what is.
False accusations turn into a desperate desire to develope a deeply fatal disease.
Harmful self punches and bites,
Create bruises on your body.
Lies.
Everyone a false ****** up mistake.
Not a **** up, but severely ****** up.
Dismissing the only one who saw through the ******* and still loved you.
The only one who helped you.
The only one who tried to make you see.
Not a friend.
But to you, just an immature drama queen.
Why fight for a back stabber?
A liar?
Someone who has never been there for me when I needed you most.
Inconsiderate.
The opposite of love is indifference,
To hate is to feel emotion.
No hatred.
Pity.
I pity you.
You will be forever alone.
No one will stand by you as I stood by you.
All will see through the *******.
Once they see,
No one will stay.
You have no one.
I feel sorry for you.
Sorry.
Sorry.

You were suppose to protect me
From evils crooked hand
You were suppose to love me
Not leave me with this man
The one who leaves me bleeding for everyone to see
The one who has no bounds
And doesn't give a **** about me
Hold me down
Make me pay
I felt pain
That very day
Almost broke me to the bone
Weren't his words or his stones
Hate him more every day
I wish I
Could make him pay
For the blood that I had shed
For the care that he misled  
Every tear that fell
I hate this dark angry hell
Iive like this all the time
Frozen pictures, of what all was mine
Stay away from my dreams
Your  minipulative scandalous schemes
Goodby forever you wicked illusion
No mistake no confusion