A Poem to Too Many

You hurt me in the worst kind of way. 
Oblivious to my excruciating pain,
you allowed my demons
to set fire to the walls I once created. 
Your actions were malevolent
and the words you said,
you claimed weren't meant. 
Now I'm left here in the dark
with your promises scattered along
the floor like a broken picture frame.
I'm haunted by what I can't replace.
I doubt everything I once deemed safe,
because you were my tranquility,
and now you're just another passing stranger's face.