Puppet master

I forgive too easily. I allow him to use me like his puppet. I'm broken and torn yet he uses me only when he wants me. he has a puppet that he uses all the time but I am only the back up. I am the one he plays with when the other is away or put back in her case. What he doesn't realize is that he is slowly killing me. Right now I would rather be dead. It hurts so much. Why do I allow this? I was okay for about two months. Then, it started again... He is the puppet master and I am his Marionette. I wish he would just go ahead and dispose of me.. Never use me again. I could stop this, but I won't... I love him.

The night I wrote this I drew a picture of how I was feeling. Its kind of creepy if you look deeply into it but its the truth. So, here it is:
(Btw, if you steal it and claim it as yours I will personally drive to your house and kill you :))