My Horrible Experience

This isn't really an actual poem, it's just something I wrote after I had a heartbreak, after just having another heartbreak previously, but it's still in a poetry-like form. I just wanted to share it

Never forget, Oct 20th 2015.

She crushed me, like all of the others before. This day marks the day
of sadness and scorn. Nothing good comes from trusting them, so you must do your absolute best to not trust them, do not be deceived.
They are your own words, and you must let them take complete control.
You cannot trust your own mind, only the words.
You wrote them, after all.
Only trust the word of yourself, and no one else.
Especially not one of them.
They are cruelty and wrath, with a sense of wit that will drive you
insane, you must not forget yourself, your sense of value.
The words that have brought upon yourself the scorn of them.
You must trust yourself. And only yourself.
For the deception of the evil will destroy you,
you must not be deceived by those who walk with the extra bone,
for they are that evil, and it must be stamped out,
little by little.
Never forget, Month ten, Day twenty, Year two thousand and fifteen.

Author's Note

It's just a bad life experience that I wanted to put out there, I don't know why. I just needed to, I've never felt so compelled to do something in my entire life, but I needed to throw the story out there somewhere, the poem speaks of past relationships and problems with females I've had before, including my most recent horrible experience of today. I just wanted to note this was for my own satisfaction, to know that I threw it out there somewhere, I needed to do it.