Why did it have to end this way?

As is sit here in this cold empty room,
My heart broken once again,
These fresh wounds bleeding like never before,
Stinging like a poison,
Slowly Killing what many say they "LOVED"
My wounds deep and sore,
Slowly healing but leaving scars,
Everyday they remind me of the pain,
Why did it have to end this way?
I knew what I was doing but
To this day I don't regret,
The world so evil
But my wounds so numb
Once again I'll say
Why did it have to end this way?