It’s not fair.
Why must I burn while you get to thrive in paradise?
Why must I carry and heal the wounds of your abuse while you get to be happy?
I have cried,
I have screamed,
I have begged,
I have prayed,
I have died,
But you get to have the fairytale ending?
You get to move on like it never happened?
I have to cope and adjust with what happened,
And boil over with hatred
But you get to act like I never existed in your worthless life?
It’s just not fucking