Sometimes I wish I wasn't so vulnerable and fragile.
That I was strong enough to not let this happen.
You said you'd never hurt me, and you wanted to be my friend.
You just wanted to be closer to me.

You drugged me. Why?
I know I can drink more than that and i've always remembered everything.
Except for then.
I woke up in the morning, my body hurt.

What happened?
Why wouldn't you just tell me you took advantage of me?
I knew something happened..
I just didn't know what to do about it.

Why couldn't I go home?
Why couldn't I go anywhere without you being there?
I never did anything to deserve you hitting me.
Did I?

You knew this has happened to me before.
Yet you still did this to me.
You liked to see me cry, and laughed when you hit me.
You did it so much it almost seemed like a normal day.

I screamed and I cried.
Until I bled and it just dried.
I wanted to hurt you, like you were hurting me.
I was so fragile and weak.

You didn't take me to the hospital when I couldn't breathe.
You left me there on the bed, I felt I was going to die.
Literally almost scared to death.
No-one was there to help me..

I felt like a zombie to the world. Numb to everything.
Most people don't know what it's like to feel real pain, or fear.
They laugh about it, and make fun of you for it.
Until it happens to them.

I almost took my life because of you.
You abused me multiple times day after day.
You killed me inside.
Murderer.