I'm calling you a liar
I'm calling you a cheat.
I'm turning all the tables
On what you did to me.
I'm shouting all your bullshit,
Someone will see the truth
I wasn't the horrid one.
That's what you turned me into.
You nudged your way into my life
Sweet at first; a welcome sight
But how quickly you turned sunny days
Into brutal night.
I remember the thick of your hand
Stretched around my neck
And the sting of your palm
I swear I won't forget.
I didn't know how to leave you
Though sometimes I tried
Yet when I thought of life without you,
I would have rather died.
You became my everything,
Even eclipsed the sun
It didn't matter that you hated me,
You said you were my one.
Words are poison –
Sweetly formed
Dropped with the force of a bomb,
With you, a new me was born.
I became tears and pain,
Tight-lipped and alone,
I was chained to you,
Never could I roam.
I was bloodstained razors,
And burns that still exist,
I was suicide attempts,
It had really come to this.
I can remember clearly,
The night you finally said goodbye,
I was useless in heartbreak,
Falling with another guy.
Long after our last words were spoken,
I still searched out your face in every crowd,
Called out your name in the dead of night,
Lost and hopeless; I just wanted to be found.
I drank all the vodka,
Smoked all the joints,
Cut along scarred wrists,
Trying to find a point.
Life was empty; cold and skeletal.
I was just fighting to repair
(find, heal, piece together)
A heart that was never really there.
©The Last Letter