StabbedToManyTimes

Seduced me with the thought of love. persecuted me because I loved. forgave a million times and I could forgive a million more but still it wouldn't have erased the shame which was smeared upon my door. like an addict addicted to the pain I asked for more and more until it left me depleted crushed dying on the floor. watched as you fed me lies until I was full vomiting up my future. so manipulated by the circumstances and the glances of hope and change. deranged was my abuser seductress was the murderer of my confidence. belittled I was no more walking as a shell of my previous self wondering lost.unloved, unworthy.