what have You done

I met what I thought to be

a reflection of myself

and my first thought was

who is helping this Girl,

this Person

She needs help

She feels the same pain as i feel

are Her cries of pain going unheard too?

i wrapped my life around

this Person

i let Her in, i lowered my defences

i thought i was helping You

was our friendship ever real?

i gaze back at what i was then

my arms mere remnants of skin and muscle

my body defined by scratches and scars

i gaze back to You

You manipulating and cajoling

Your eyes and their menacing glisten

as i bow to You

i bow to You

and the blood

it drips from my fingertips

i bow lower still

lower still to You

my head finally rests upon the ground

You stamp it out

my flame, my thoughts,

my life as i once knew it

You killed what i once was

and now all that is left is my frag-

ments

fragments carefully placed back together 

with the intention of being what would best please You

I hate you.