Her Last Words

I think not.

In an effort to "help" me

You killed me

You stole everything from me

Ripped my soul into a thousand pieces

You took away the closest thing I had to happiness

Is this your help?

Does help mean blaming me for everything that's ever caused you trouble?

Does help mean yelling at me?

Does help mean screaming at the top of your lungs because I am weak, because I can't stop at my own will.

I think not.

Her last words:

Stop "helping" me, all you do is make me hurt more.