(original poetry about forgiving someone who didnt deserve it) i forgave you and i hate myself for it, i thought it would bring me peace, comfort or closure. but it brought me nothing but deeper wounds. i thought hating you less would help forget all the damage you caused. but it just made me hate myself even more. i thought i would finally bandage up the wounds you left me with, but forgiving you was like stitching a cut with thread made from thorns. i thought it would heal me, yet every thread left me bleeding in different places. and now the scar hurts more than the original cut. i loved myself more when i hated you. i thought if i could forgive you i could forgive myself but all i learned was how to live with the broken pieces of me. leaving me to fix all the parts you broke. now i hate me, because i let you in. because i gave you the grace to break me and leave unburdened. i forgave you, now i'm the one who can't be forgiven. #ex ❤️