Talking to myself

Screw you.
Screw everything you did to me
And screw the way I was treated.
What did I ever do to deserve this from you?
Honestly, tell me
I’d really love to know
If you just plain hate me
Or like to make me cry
You stupid bloody bastard
I truly hope you die.
Well, let’s not go that far
You’re not that bad.
Even though you hurt me,
You hurt me a lot,
You don’t know how I suffer.
Maybe you should.
Maybe you shouldn’t.
No! I mustn’t.
I keep making excuses for you
For the things you say to me
And the way you treat me.
I don’t want to take this anymore.
This is really that terrible.
I always said I wouldn’t be like this.
I always said I would never cry.
So… I guess I might as well just end it.
And die.
Stop!
You were never like this before!
What are you doing?
NO!
This is making you someone else.
You are sunshine, not a cloud.
Stop this nonsense.
Please…just… stop.