i hate the way you made me feel.

i hate the way you made me feel. 

i hate the way you made me feel trapped.

how i couldn't save myself - 

from the fire that you lit.

i hate how you made me feel like i didnt matter.

how my thoughts and feelings turned to dust - 

as if they were insignificant, something that needed to be discarded.

but most of all

i hate myself. 

for allowing myself to be a puppet in your hands.

for allowing your words to still make me feel this way. 

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The power of words. So beautiful yet equally destructive. They can be so powerful that months, or even years later... can still make you feel like crap. 

This is an open letter, a bit of a middle finger up to all the words that still make you feel like crap.