Was this what you wanted all along?
To watch me suffer, sick and tired, all alone?
Was this your final wish?
To see me crawl like a vermin at your feet?
My dear, please let me know
if now that I'm low and I'm miserable,
you feel like justice is served.
Pardon, if I'm easy irritable,
or if you notice my bitter words
poisoning the air around us,
with their anger and their hurt.
But I'm curious, and so
you must tell me, love:
Did you really want to curse
my entire existence like you did?
Was it always your plan,
to sit back and watch me bleed?
Was it all part of some evil fantasy?
Will you ever pay for your deeds?
I tried to bargain with you.
To forgive you time and again.
But now I realize, you never saw me as a lover.
And you never even saw me as a friend.
All you did was take advantage of me,
and use what you wanted to fulfil your needs.
You enjoyed draining my energy,
you were a vampire, a fucking leech!
And you left me behind, to rot on the ground!
To cry, and to beg, and to scream your name out loud!
You wounded me and ran, far away from my gaze
but my eyes won't ever leave you, they'll remember well your face.
You were cunning! And cruel! And toxic! And evil!
And now I know, that there's no choice,
but to also turn and leave you.
I can't love you after all that you have done.
I can't take you in when you come back,
I can't watch you as away you run
and then return, and then repeat,
and then make hurt, and hurt, and hurt!
I can't repeat this anymore!
Which is why I say I'm done!
