Cruel Words
Words can be cruel,
when they are fueled by hate.
They become a vicious tool.
I sadly found out too late.
I did not want to believe.
What he had established as real.
Knowing what he hoped to achieve.
Everything good, he hoped to steal.
Words can cause pain,
Especially when attached to a lie.
The more they hurt, the more they gain.
All of this, they find a way to justify.
Telling their story for anyone to hear.
Encourages them to go on.
Blatant lies without any fear.
Vast destruction and beyond.
When everything was stripped away.
What was left beside my good name?
But there was more that I had to pay.
In his ugly, twisted game.
Who I was, who I was thought to be.
Bears little resemblance to who I am now.
Being humiliated, I find not much left of me.
I want the truth to be known...but how?
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