The Last Piece

How do I heal

When the broken part

Is so fundamental

To who and what I am?

Was I really that bad?

Did I deserve this?

To break so completely

Right to the core?

She took away

The last piece of me

That I actually liked

She took my self-worth

And my self-respect

And any hope I had

Of believing in myself

She crushed me

And I’ll never understand

Why and how it happened

Or why I still care

I’ll never get back

What she took away

That small little hole

She left in my soul

That still bleeds

No matter the cause

No matter the fault

I’m a bad judge of character

The problem is knowing

Whose character was lacking

I’m not sure it mattera

When I’m the only one still hurt