Desecrated Flesh

A need to numb the pain that threatened to tear me apart.

He was someone I trusted,

And he made a decision that would forever ruin me.

They used to be my best friends,

But after that night, I never wanted to see them again.

Now they hate me and will stop at nothing to watch me suffer.

But what do they know about suffering?

After what I’ve been through,

Everything they throw at me is child’s play.

One more year and I’ll be free of them,

Never having to be reminded of that fateful night.

A lot can happen in a year...