a pathway though torture

My life is doomed

I have no life to live no sad story no fancy love story just stained words, my boyfriend never loved me, never cherished me, just threw my heart in his fire and turned against me.
That’s why when I was stuck in my head I wrote a poem, it was meant to be a song but I can’t sing to save my life. So I decide to make it a poem here it goes
Stained words
You words stain me like tye dye no time to remove
You word stain me like a knife jabbed into my heart
You words affect me future, stained black and white
Your words stain me like bullies beating me up
But words I say stain you enough to knock me cold off my feet and then up rises my soul.
Im glad I did that I feel better now more relaxed and open, now children please never get in the same situation I did it hurts so much to see a blood relative or a daughter or even a sister getting lost in her own world, her own place , her head.
I remember going back before I jumped into my head think I won’t turn out to be like them so selfish so mean so silly.
But children don’t end up like me please I beg I don’t want any sour tears from you rosy faces, no pale faces and black eyes, I won’t you to grow up fit healthy ,young.