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what I need to say is vital, so please be prepared for something on the verge of hostile. 

I,

I am not to be viewed through the eyes of someone who used to love me, nor through the eyes of my remorseful mother.

I do not need your pity,your spite, or your secondhand heartbreak, I do not want to relive a year of seeing my own body ache.

never let my name roll off your tongue as smoothly as a dialect,

my feelings are not yours to protect, this I understand.

but please know that my motives are fatal when views are twisted and sympathy becomes spatial.

to all the men who loved me in the dark and pulled me apart; I know you never loved me.

you wanted the pleasure of seeing a woman mentally die in your arms, this is something you'll never admit to me. 

just know that while you collect other hearts, I'm planning the day I rip yours apart. 

with vengeance of the day you thought I should pity you for twisting my reputation, slandering my name, and acting like you had no clue,

no clue at all to the consequences known solely by you.

to anyone who has touched me with intentions that were not loving nor consensual;

genuinely, f**k you for being so cruel. 

to the woman who bruised my figure, my heart, and fell in love with the way I look when I beg for the least pain,

who created weathered veins and permanent tear stains;

pray that I can find peace in your lies

pray that I can heal the girl you traumatized

pray that I'll learn how to forgive any soul that has allowed even a single tear to fall down my cheek

pray.

Reviews

[Kay]

Powerful poem! I love the line "my motives are fatal when views are twisted and sympathy becomes spatial".