The pain you causedHas left permanent scars Like armies of demons In my brain.
I am stilled by agony In unguarded moments Like razor blade cuts Across my heart.
It's been years But somehow Your deathly grip Still holds me fast;
I crawl Like a wounded animal Through the dust and debris Of the past
Crying for a Savior.
How is it That after thirty seven years You still reach me From the coldness of your grave?
Groping and grasping, Ripping my flesh off in layers, Stabbing your evil Through my heart and soul?
Will I ever be free To live as I dream of living Or will I forever be Your prisoner of anguish and shame?
I deserve to be happy I dream of it every day But somehow your memory Always succeeds
At burying me with you in a Hell you so adeptly created for both of us.