Actions of another

Amazing, the actions of others,
And the words that they say,
Able to crush the hearts of others,
In such a painful way.

I see this action,
And I don't know why,
People get the satisfaction,
Of making others cry.

I, for one,
Have endured this force.
Never knowing when it begun,
But ending with me feeling nothing but remorse.

I have been kicked,
And I have been downed,
With the pain that they inflict,
Bringing my face into the ground.

I don't know why I search for this pain,
When I know it will just happen again.
It causes me stress and makes me insane,
When I know this hurts only my heart and brain.

But when I seek those that can assist,
And I ask them what I should do,
They say I should not be pissed,
And that I will become something better, something new.

I don't know if that can ever be,
For I keep searching for what does harm to me.
I just know that now, I hurt because of she,
Knowing that the two of us, could never be we.