That Black Dress

There goes that black dress

The dress I had starved myself for three weeks straight, 

And lost 12 pounds for,

Only to be forbidden to go to that party. 

Forbidden to go to a party I had waited for for three years. 

Only because you couldn't man up, 

And prove them wrong. 

Only because you're too wrapped up in your delusional perfections. 

You gave them the satisfaction,

At the cost of me. 

You didn't mind losing me. 

You didn't care. 

After all, 

I was just another slave to your needs.

Nobody knows how hard I cried that night. 

Nobody knows how hard I prayed to God that I would die on the spot;

Clenching my stomach,

Digging my nails into my skin so hard,

Hoping I would bleed,

Just so I could see if it was really happening. 

If you really did throw me away that easily.

I bled. 

The girl who constantly had pieces of her heart ripped out of her chest,

Now no longer feels anything but hatred. 

A hatred fueled by years of living an unfair life. 

An unfair life she almost took last year. 

Yet, you still have the audacity to tell her to move on;

As if the road extended any further.