You Hurt Me

Dear Rayne,

I was with you through so much. I held you and you held me. We were happy I thought even though you said we were only friends it seemed like more. Until the night you attacked me. I should not make excuses for you but inside my heart I know it was the mental illness. You have scared me tho. Your hand prints always a weight on my throat holding me down. Your knife and the gleam of evil in your eyes as you sat on top of me asking me where you should cut first still makes me have nightmares. Your magic pills have stopped your internal demon now but when will he be released again.
It will not be on me! You have left and gone back to the one who has helped to reinforce those delusions of paranoia and out of this world memories. The one whom the head doctor said to stay away from. The one who you left because you wanted to lay with a man and not a woman. The one you left at the alter with tears because she thought you truly loved her. Go live in your fantasy world now. Call me in a few years if you are not locked up and tell me of your misery because by then I will not have shed a single tear. You are creating your own hell and I will no longer stay in it with you.

I am finished caring when all you do is hurt me,

Broken

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