The Truth Hurts-Monologue

The harsh truth is that you broke my heart, that you stomped on its fragile, breathing soul, and that you infected it with the ice of your cruel existence. I don't care that you don't want to hear it, but you know damn well you need to have your sanity be weighed down upon by my insanity. Look at me, I said look at me! Look at what you have caused, look at the scars you slashed into me, leaving a map of your deception! You feel my pain? Don't try to feed me and yourself that bullshit. You're sorry? Please don't try and make me pity you, because you deserve nothing more but this slap of truth. Pain. Pity. Why don't you try pathetic and meaningless? Now get out of my sight, you worthless destroyer of love. I'm done with you wreaking havoc on my poor damaged heart.