"Go sell yourself to someone else."

i've forgiven you for saying this, i really truly have.

it was said in a time of anger and spite,

bubbling out of your throat like vomit,

dousing your tongue with bitter regret once they left your mouth.

i understand this better than anyone.

but the words are still branded on my ribs,

following me everywhere i go,

and echoed a hundredfold more than the last second. 

gosellyourself:needypatheticslutimpurevainweakbrokeconceited

i am haunted by these spiteful words that once spilled from your lips

like coughed up blood as it floods your lungs.

how many people have 

i

 haunted this way?