A Cured Soul

I didn't know it could happen, so fast and yet it did and before I could get back up, I was down on the ground, bleeding to my demise once again. I was hurt; my tears ran dry.

My heart no longer beats like it used to. It's cold and like a stone, it's only there to keep me alive, without a beat or any life inside.

I, too, once used to believe; in the goodness of all and how everyone can be much more and we think. I used to think of love, pleasure and serenity, however, now I know better. Though pleasure and serenity do exist, and can be achieved, it has nothing to do with love of any.

It's a myth. A lie. A tale which isn't true. For love doesn't exist, and never could to you.
I was trapped in your false beliefs. I had been blind by the lustful desires that you had caused me.

Even though years have passed, I'm still scarred with my past. It was you who cursed me with this sorrow of the ages. I'm stuck in a cycle of never-ending pain.
Even though I don't think of you. Every day reminds me of how you hurt me and how I built myself up from scratch.

I was yours. I was true. I never had lied. However, you thought of all that was untrue.
You torn me into pieces, and expected me to forgive you. It is all your fault, for what I am is because of you.
All those I hurt, were all because I could never hurt you.

Although, it seems as if decades have passed, it's only been a few years. I know you blame me for everything that happened, but I can never help myself for I still think, that by some miracle, you would stand next to me, and apologize for every wrong you've done.

It's a fool's dream to fantasize of such days, for your heart is a bottomless pit.
Although I still walk around, with a smile on my face. My life that seems so perfect to everyone, is nothing but an image.
Inside, I'm broken and cracked. However, I never let anyone see my weaknesses for I am what they call, so Amazon like.

It's been ages since I have truly felt alone. For I have taught myself to love myself for no one else would.