Oh pretty little powder….

You stole my life from me. You took people I love away from me. You stole my joy. 

You took my choice away from me. You broke my heart.

I could never understand what made you so beautiful, so appealing. The saddest thing was I never even felt you, I never let your love flow through my veins. I will never allow you to take my pain. I will always want to feel the hurt you caused. I will never be the one who is controlled by you. 

You were always the mistress, always the hidden secret. You are the devil in disguise. 

You are heartbreak. You are loneliness. You are numb. 

I never asked to love someone who loved you so much. I never wanted to feel the pain of seeing my loved one slowly waste away because of you. I never will understand the power you have.

You will never know my pain. You will never care. You will always be selfish. 

Why must your hold be so strong? Why do you not discriminate? Why do you take the hurting? Why do you pry on the weak? 

All they wanted to feel was love. All they wanted was to be excepted. All they wanted was for the pain to end. 

I hate you. I hate you. I hate you.

All I wanted was to be enough, but you always took my place. I never had a chance once you came into the picture. I don’t know how to forgive you. I don’t know what to do. I don’t know how to let go of the lives you have consumed. I don’t know how to walk away and just let you do your work. 

You’re called by so many names, I don’t know what to choose. So I think I’ll just go with the one you’ll always lose. 

Oh pretty little powder, heroin of her own story….

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