The Truth Is
When someone like them
Someone who’s hurt you your whole life
Has hurt you to the extent they have
When they have such a strong hold on you
That you continue to deal with it
And people wonder why you do it over and over
To the point, you’ve gotten tired of explaining
The truth is they force you to become dependent
They force you to rely on them and need them
Because they made your life hell
And put it back together at the same time
They broke you down to where you hate yourself
And built you back as this incredible person
You cry, scream, and wish you were never born
Only for them to later make you feel so special
They manipulate you in any way they can
Sometimes because they can
Mostly because they need you in return
The truth is life isn’t black and white
The kindest people can do the cruelest things
And the cruelest people can understand the most
The ones who are supposed to love you
Can push you aside like a useless tool
And try to apologize within the same ten minutes
The truth is love can be hatred and vice versa
Because people can make you feel that
They can bring you up
Or tear you down bit by bit until you’re nothing.
They can be the people always by your side
And they can be your worst nightmare
The truth is there is nothing you can do
But stand against it all and move on.
The sad truth is that they aren't worth the time
Even if they were supposed to be your everything.
People don't like to see the truth,
Until it's too late.
And by then a person can be so damaged
They sit unrecognizably.
It's times like these that separation and moving on
Is the only answer