Darkest hours

Sitting here thinking all the pain,
Everything I been through but I can't mention names.
He hindered me, slandered me and used it in vain,
This holiday season nothing's been the same.
Even though the players are different,
The game is the same, falling for another opponent and the game never changed.
She's damaged in a way her mind is trained.
She's built for disaster because survival is why her new relationships are strained.
She don't know who's in her corner, or who's there in the end,
Even people she was close to used her abandoned her so she no longer has friends.
She got close to her friend that she thought had her back,
Come to find out, she was with her boyfriend, and took her off track.
Her sister screwed her ex-husband and the man she fell for,
Went abused and almost killed her, she don't have no one she has no need to even the score.
She loves and deeply when she falls,
But ones there at the time she calls.
Darkness is her alli as I can say this simply, this poem I'm talking about is me.