Why do you want to bend me according to what you want? Am I a jelly ace for you to bend? Am I a clay for you to mold? Am I a phone for you to control? Damn, I am bleeding. The unconditional love I gave was made into something manipulative. Damn, you wanted me to be your tail? Love isn't something made to be someone's tail. Damn, you want me to be your "yes, you are always right" no, even I admit I am not always right. I am not a butler to say to you, "yes sire" or a genie to say, "your wish is my command" yet you bend me according to your will against mine so much it hurts I died millions of times in one night.
Damn it I didn't know killing a person over and over would be possible in a night. Its like you respawn in a game then get killed and then repeat. Never was it expected for you to see me as just place for comfort without a thought for the place, like I was the Pasig River you just throw your poop into. Never was it expected for you to treat me like air that cannot be seen. Damn it it hurts I wanted to swear, I wanted to leave you but I can't. Damn what kind of torture did I place myself into?
I don't want to hate you but you are making me to. I hate you but I love you, ugh what a mess this is. I don't want you anymore but how could I leave you? It hurts so much someone save me from this misery. How long of a novel would I write? Damn a novel isn't even enough to describe the feeling.
What did you see me of? A dog? Yeah that's what you made me feel and it made me feel worse that sometimes a dog's treatment was even better. I used to think you just needed me because you are always in pain and I wanted to help you. Gosh I didn't know you'd make me into your voodoo doll, prick me with needles until eternity. Kill me until you feel happy. I wanted to save my dignity but I kissed the dirty floor just for you to feel better. Are you better? No! Damn, you'd probably even stomp on my head to dig on the ground.
Torture. Yes, the pain of a broken love is torture in one night. Its like you were whipped a thousand times within thousands of years. My love was sincere yet you took advantage of it. Was I a dog? You trampled on my dignity. You trampled on my love. Because of you I am now in fear to love again.
Even when I was writing this I can't even end it. Because the pain was so unbearable I was throwing it here, yet it don't disappear. I told you honestly my feelings. Something I don't usually do but you trampled on it? Was it fun? Stepping on someone's feelings until she bled? It must have been so fun for you to do it. Damn it, the best torture it is.
I was perfectly okay before you. I don't trust anyone yet I am sincere and careful at the same time. I only think on how I could improve as an individual yet you came and looked helpless. I loved you and saw myself in you. Thinking no one probably understood you, thinking we probably have the same pain. I was naive. So naive to think I could have someone with the same pain.
Hey, why is this prose not stopping? It shows how painful it is. Too painful I wanted to jump out of the window cause perhaps that's the best option. But no, I am still sane. Trying to be sane with the torture you gave. Are you Bellatrix Lestrange? You looked like you loved using the Cruciatus Curse on me until my mind died of insanity, like how the Longbottoms begone.
I held my chest in hopes of stopping my pain. It didn't. It was there. In my heart buried. The memories of hatred carved in there like Machete's curves. Like the works of the artists remembered this day. It was painful. I don't want it anymore. It was like continously being poured cold water every second.
You disappeared with a smile on your face. You look satisfied, you look happy while I was in pain, being tortured. You were smiling like you got what you wanted from me. It looks so fun I was in so much pain.
