Dear ex-best friend

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This poem is dedicated to my ex-best friend.

To my ex-best friend,
The girl who destroyed my life,
Thank you for making me realise,
That I'm worthless.

I hope that one day,
You'll look in the mirror,
And ask yourself,
'What have I done?'

But I hope that you're happy,
And I hope that you can live with yourself,
Because I know what it's like when you can't,
And everyday I hope for a better life.

Thank you for ruining me,
Calling me a slut and an idiot,
Threatening me and the people I love,
Making me hate myself.

Dear ex-best friend,
Thanks for making me the recluse,
Thanks for making everyone else bully me so you could watch,
Thanks for making my life so bad that I tried to end it.

When I had no one but you to talk to,
You told me to shut up,
Because who cares, right?
Who could care about me?

Thank you for hating everything I was,
Thank you for all the bruises and tears,
Thank you for all the sleepless nights,
And making everyone hate me.

And now I have to live,
Knowing what it's like to be nothing,
Knowing what it's like to be unwanted,
Because I didn't escape unscathed.

But I'm the villain, right?
Everyone's on your side,
But I don't care winning,
I can't care about anything anymore.

The worst part is that I,
I have to see you every day,
Being loved, living and laughing,
All the things that I'm not.

You asked me if I hated anyone,
I said that I couldn't,
But now?
I hate you.

I hate you damn it,
I hate you,
And it feels so good to say it for the first time.

I was denied the right to dislike you,
For abusing me in so many different ways,
And now all I feel is anger,
And I think I've lost myself.

What happened to me?
I was so happy,
I smiled and I was free,
I've lost you and lost myself in the process.

Dear ex-best friend,
I guess I'm letting go,
No revenge, nothing,
I hope that you'll live the life that I deserved.

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