Because of you, Because she did

This poem is in no way about me or anyone I know.

Because of you, She bled.

Because of you, her hatred grew with every hit.

Because of you, she sleeps in the rain.

Because of you, she lives no more.

Because of you, she can't feel the pain.

Because of you, she fell to the dark.

Because of you, she has no heart.

All because of you.

I have one question for you:

Do you fell proud of youself?

Knowing that she died, because of you.

Knowing she'll never see her children grow, because of you.

She'll never love again, because of you.

I hope you live life like a slave, because she did.

I hope you find yourself in pain, because she did.

And I hope you find no escape, because she did.

Author's Note

Don't know if it's any good or not.