I hate

I hate the fact that you killed me...
killed so that I would have freedom.
Killed me so that I wouldn't meet anyone else.
You killed me for enjoyment.
You killed me to laugh
with another girl.
I hate the fact that I gave up too easily.
I screamed and cried for help but no one heard my cries
no one cared that I wasn't around anymore
not in the picture.
I hate you for killing me softly
crushing me heart so much it physically hurt.
Hurt me so much, i cried tears of blood.
Cried so much that I caused a flood.