Demented

Because you stripped me naked and threw me out in the open.
Because i deserved it didn't i?
Because you wanted to see me all alone, helpless and naked.
Shivering in the cold winter and drowned in their many many words of disgust and scorn.

Because i am supposed to do it all by myself.
Because you don't know how vulnerable i feel
You don't know my struggles, my pain.
Because you don't know me.
All you care was you.

Because i prayed for you.
Because i wanted you well.
Thank God you're much alive and healthy now.
So now its your turn to stab me a couple of times.
You just have to find someone to kill don't you?
Alright then.

My thoughts stopped flowing.
My heart aching.
My light fading.
My hope dying.

And i cant pen this further.
Where is my healing?