[MadPoet]

Do you find it God damn funny that I question my life every day?
That I question my faith, everything I thought I believed in?
Do you get your kicks from watching me hide my arms, and try to hold back tears back every day? You had no right to do this to me. You're a bitch, you know that? I meant it when I said it. And even though it got everyone I thought I could trust hurting me more and more every day, and my fear of every setting foot there again, I'll never take it back. Ever.

If you feel suicidal again, just let me know.
I'll hand you the knife.
And trust me. I mean that. I really do.
You've hurt me, so damn much. You really have.
And you know what? I'm done. Done crying. Done wishing.
Go to Hell.