I'm haunted by hands that held too tight, words that didn't feel right and a monster who claimed to be a man. Brown eyes, mouth full of lies; a body I once craved to be near. It's almost funny how suddenly love can transform into fear.

I've got you stuck in my head. Every action, every consequence. Every word you ever said.

Do you remember the song that played on the radio? You Give Love a Bad Name. The sound of that song now fills me with pain, and thanks to you I'm coated in shame.

I'm curious, if this is your crime then why am I the one who feels like a criminal?

This is your doing, so how come I feel responsible?

The world is full of kaleidoscope colours, bright, joyful, such a pretty view. But my world is grey, empty and tarnished. Altered forever because of you.

Delusional or intentional? I can't decide which would be worse.

I was told love could hurt, but I never expected my devotion to you to become a curse.

Three years of mind games, emotional pain, manipulative words to make me do what you say.

Coercive, corrosive, you've damaged my soul and taken a part of me away.

Goodbye sense of safety, hello cautiousness. Goodbye naive trust; stabbed in the back by senseless lust.

No bruises, broken bones, blood or tears. Only chaos, corruption and unyielding shame linger here.

They say time heals all wounds, that it mends the broken pieces and stitches you back up.

I'm hoping it will heal me, because right now I resemble a shattered mirror and an empty cup.

Hollow to the core, numb to the bone. I have their support so I shouldn't feel this alone.

I was betrayed by a demon who pretended to be a man, and no matter how much time passes I'll never understand the reason why.

But I won't let your actions be the reason that my soul dies.

I will fight this bleakness and try to remove this stain, and hopefully one day I won't feel weighed down by all of this pain.

You can take your desires and turn them into dust, I am older now, wiser, and this time I won't be shushed.

I am done being your toy, it's time to move on. See I'm finally starting to realise that it was you who was in the wrong.

The road won't be easy but I swear I will fight. It's time to take back the power that you stole from me that night.