• Looking back into my past
    hurts me more than
    existing in the present.
    Every thought leads to
    another bloody image
    I will never forget.
    I cry in vain at night
    as I try to kill the memories
    that invade my personal being.
    Agony tends to devour me
    and take away all my hope
    leaving me only despair.
    I fail to repair all the broken
    parts inside me.
    My mind goes blank
    as my body freezes.
    I watch with great pain
    and realize my soul
    is being burned.
    The cut is too deep.
    I am forever wounded.