D**n You. Poem by hazel jackson

The hate i have...its so hard to tell if its for you or someone else. Im so confused and sore i continue to see the little spots of blood but i silently hope and pray that its just part of the transformation.
I hate that i cant take it back i cant go and start again i cant pretend it didnt just happen....i wanna cry...i wanna kick and scream....i wanna pull my hair out....GOD I THINK....i think i wanna die.
"Why did you do this....please tell me why...., i told you not today some other time"..but being who you are somehow you made my scars run deeper then theyve ever been.
I feel some way about you an its not in a good way its something I cant explain...God im so sorry....what the f**k did you do to me, how the hell did you reach so far down inside me and find that B***h ive always tried to hide...d**n you.