Backstabbed
How I felt after someone told me they were assaulted, blocked me, then went running back to them.
Betrayed is how I am feeling right now.
After everything you've told me he did to you, you
Chose to cut me off and run back to him. It's like a
Knife in the back. You're both bipolar liars!
So I will never trust either of you again.
Tickling and laughing like the fall outs never happened.
And you know he's a cheats, a raped, and molested others.
By running back to him for games, you're just as guilty.
Brutal things he's said about you and the cycle will never
End. I'm no longer a part of your mystic gang.
Did it ever occur to you that I still have screenshots?
About the Creator
Chloe Gilholy
I live in Oxfordshire, England. I used to write a lot of fan fiction and mainly just write poetry now. I've been to over 20 countries and written many books. I'm currently working on a horror story called Heavenly Seas.
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Comments (3)
Omggg, you know what??? I've had the same thing happen to me. My friend would complain to me about everything he has done. But would then end up going back to him. I'd be like, "Bruh, what?"
Victims often run back to their abusers because the abuser is so good at making the victim feel needed, or that they have no one else. You're right to distance yourself from these people but I have a obligation to tell you that you are not right to call her a liar. She's a victim, unlike me who never went back, because I'm a survivor. Feel angry at him but feel empathy for her. She's not ready yet to become a survivor, she may never be. In all things be kind. That's my 2 cents, wanted or not. Hugs!
Wow, powerful, hopeful poem only and not real. If it is real, very sorry.