I still cry. I still cry when I remember. My heart still shatters into a million pieces when I remember you. When I remember the promise you made. Telling me you'd always stay. Becoming the person that was supposed to always be there. And then turning around and stabbing me in the back many times and leaving the knife stuck in.
You ruined my life. I swear you did. My life was already in the gutter when I met you. You didn't have to make it worse. You became a monster that haunts my dreams every night, ripping yourself into my soul and writing your cold words with permanent ink on my heart. I was an innocent flower, but you set me ablaze and till this day I still burn. I still burn with the hate you wrote into my soul and the bullets you shot into my mind, they are still there. And I still bleed. I am bleeding because I have been broken. I have been broken countless times. And till this day I still remember. I still remember the promises that were turned into lies. You killed me. And now I am dead
There's nothing I can do about it. My murders cannot be caught. You cannot reverse what you have done, let alone do you even want to.
I have become a product of pain. This is what happens when you push someone to the limit and even when you get there you still push harder and harder until I fall off the edge and when I hit the ground you still push me until I can take it no longer.
And now I am haunted. By the demons everyday and every night. And it won't stop. Because you keep those thoughts in my mind. And I will never forget what you have said to me.
Society and just the way the world has come to be is absolutely fucked. I don't mean to be rude but it is. It is fucked. That fact that people take a person with millions of dollars spoiled rotten with pounds over pounds of makeup and plastic surgeries, as beautiful. That is not beautiful. Beautiful is someone with not only a pretty face but a beautiful soul that shines through everyday. And the thing that upsets me is that society has people thinking that they are beautiful just because they aren't a size zero, wears pounds of makeup, or has thousands of dollars.
Beautiful is someone who has a heart and soul and just does what their mind sets them to. Someone who just gets up in the morning despite whatever troubles them and goes out there. Willing to face the world
And it sucks. That people have to be so mean. That people have to take the time in their lives, to go up to someone and literally rip through their soul and take the happiness from within leaving you feeling less than the worst things in this world. Because it's cruel. It's not fair and it's not true. It literally kills.
I can only hope that someday, this world will live together and everyone have realized you are all lovely regardless of what other people say.
