I lost my peace that night to you,
When I realized what you wanted me to lose,
I vomited the little I forced my anorexic useless body to swallow that night,
And gave in to my masochistic desires again,
Once again the blade smeared my skin in red,
A colour and smell you'd get me re-addicted to.
Best friend; I called you, up until you wiped the innocence off your face.
I cant believe I fell for that mask, but I cant believe there are still parts of me that ache for you more.
I lost my peace to you that horrendous night, I also lost my self-worth and respect.
But the one thing that I wish I lost was the part of me that still loved you so.