In my grave

You killed me. No I don't mean you took my life from me. But that would be a great way to describe it. You dragged me through the ground with every harsh word you said. you drained me of life when you shut down, called me selfish, and accused me. you nailed me in my coffin when you laid in your room crying for hours without a single tear. you buried me alive when you'd threaten to leave just to get what you wanted. I'm in my grave wondering if Im really as selfish as you said I'm in my grave questioning my self image I'm in my grave wondering if I have the right to dig myself out.