I Did This For You

You love me? Yeah, I'm sure.
You've said that lots of times, then you would go walk out that door.
I'm not sure who you would go to, but I guess I didn't care. I wanted you gone after slapping me, punching me, pulling out my hair.
You controlled my every move, watched me like a hawk. Unless I was commanded, I couldn't even talk. Well, this is the last time I will watch you go out to your car. I walk into the bathroom, look at all my scars. So many of them you conceived, so much blood I wasted. Looking at my splitted lips, all the blood I tasted. I look around for the blade I have used so many times. I used them to drain away the pain you told me, lies. I pick it up, look around, see my stained reflection. I look down, pull up the sleeve that has been my protection. I take the blade to my wrist, I feel all of my blood ooze. Before I die, I write in the floor "I Did This For You".