Misused

What have you done to me?
You stripped me of any trust
I could have for someone
who deserves it
because of your own
selfish desires.
You took everything from me
and left me numb--
without even an explanation.
I gave my life
to what you needed
and what you wanted,
and all you ever reciprocated
were lies.
As you stared into my eyes,
you stole my heart
and used it against me.
I hate you
for everything you did
and didn't do.
When I needed you the most,
you were absent.
When everything inside of me
fell apart,
you told me to "get over it"
like I could just do that.
Your ignorance
and lack of compassion
did not steer me away
because I loved you.
For whatever reason,
I thought you wanted to change,
and maybe
you would love me too.
Even though
you said it multiple times,
I slowly stopped believing you.
If you actually loved me
you wouldn't have pretended
like I didn't exist.
If you cared,
you would have helped me
out of the hell I was in,
instead of dragging
me further into it.
To this day
I can't stand the sound
of your name.
There will forever
be a part of me
that's left broken
because of you.
Why I let you
have so much power
to manipulate me,
I'm not sure.
But I'll be damned
if I let anyone
treat me the way you did.
I am not a nuisance
or a person to fall back on
when everyone else gives up on you.
I am worth more than that--
at least I know that now.