The more I think about it, the more hatred grows in my soul

It grows like an infection touching every part of me. 

The more i wish it to become undone,

Sadness leches from my heart and swirls like a unforgiving sea.

The more i try to forget, the more i am reminded

as if the world demands I to remember.

I try hard to move on but there you are, in the back of my mind

replaying the memories of us as if they were a movie for your entertaiment. 

No I haven't spoken a word to you yet I feel pain were my heart would be

My heart wishes to hear your vioce,

but my mind denies it for your words destroyed me. 

You never struck me but my body is covered in burns and cuts from your words. 

I am a victim of a love.