Toxicity

You looked so sad, sitting in the back of the classroom all alone.

I know what it’s like.

I’ve been in those shoes.

I reached out my hand, one hurt soul to the next

And you grabbed me back.

Not to get better, but to make worse.

I never should have talked to you.

Past me, you’re a fool.

How could you let him in so easily?

We were happy.

Were.

It didn’t last long.

The illusion of love.

“I love you.”

Lies.

Holding hands that bruised, kissing lips that lied.

Get away from me.

I can’t leave.

The toxic web you spun.

Was this your plan all along?

I have to get away.

“Don’t leave me.” Slap.

“I’m sorry, it was an accident.”

An accident, I echo to those who can’t see.

Bleeding, crying on the floor.

The razor isn’t enough anymore.

“Disgusting.”

Which one of us is talking? To me or you?

“I’ll die without you.”

Poisonous words, the venom drips into my heart.

Trapped. Tortured.

Breaking. Broken.

No more.

“I’ll die without you.”

Good.

See my broken body where it lies,

Unmoving, unseeing.

Gone.