Poem of the discarded puppet

I abhor the fact that I cared I have the scars that you made me bare I was blindsided i was so unaware Your care made me impaired. You gave me quite the scare I was left in disrepair, desecrated so unfair This shall be my final declare Sorry I could not forbear Because of your damned affair That left me in the darkest pits of despair With the Nightmare finally over it will end here.