The Darkness overtakes my mind,
Making me remember things better left behind.
Heavy fists knocking me
Into submission and Pain.
Making me Beg for quiet
Treating me like a filthy piece
Of worthless trash.
Making me less than worthy
Of Human Status.
The Torture Torments me.
How do you rid yourself of
Remembered pain,
Of something so long gone?
Old ghosts haunt me
Bruises that once were.
Stolen dreams,
And hopes of Love
Fall through the mind
Like sunlight thru a pane of dirty glass.
