Could have been worse

I tell myself 

It could have been worse 

Could have been worse

Could have been worse

It wasn’t that bad

It made me want to shrivel up and die 

But it wasn’t that bad

It stripped away my identity and

 sense of 

self 

until there was

Nothing. Left. 

It made me loathe myself 

Detest myself 

Burn, cut

 starve myself 

Wish for death

For nothingness
Wasn’t that bad.
I was raped

But I didn’t feel it

I was already dead inside

You had already destroyed me

Years ago

With something that 

Wasn’t that bad

But at the same time 

so much worse