The end of J

The pain of the cuts in the bleed and the bleeding in my cuts, the sorrow's rush. Explain to what is happening, this unknown feeling of the pulse of a dying heart. Because I gave you my all. What makes it worse is that you left me to fall. How is it that you made me abandoned, worst that you left me for her. You don't understand that I gave you my all...It kills me that you're killing me for throwing me in the bottom pit of the darkness. Keep your distance since you won't come back. it's too late to save me now.

This poem is about: 
Me

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