Fire


They are in my every nightmare
My every waking thought
They have me bound and beaten
Like a fly thats caught

I see them smile and whisper
They speak of torment's deep
I hear them when I wake up
I feel them in my sleep

Is there no escape from
Their evil hearts desires
I need to break for freedom
I need to fight my fires

For 15 years they hurt me
For 15 years I bled
No matter if I loved them
No matter if I begged

He would swing once, I'd feel it
Another swing I'm numb
For letting him I felt afraid
I let him, I felt dumb

She was no saint, my Mother
Her hands did her fair part
A sirens scream, I'm choking
She's cold, she has no heart

to be continued.....

 


 

 

 

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