I hate the way you say my name

Now I hate the way you say my name, Once a melody, that sang sweet delight But now each syllable cuts like a knife, A poisonous brute that leaves me shattered. Your words that used to soothe my soul, Now pierce through me like a winter's chill The sound of my name, once a tune so dear, Now a cold reminder of heartache and pain. The memories we shared, now stained, With the echoes of agony. I long for the days when it brought me joy, Now it feels like a cruel decoy, a trap that binds.