How am I supposed to move on?
Your everywhere I go
I don’t like the darkness anymore
I’m scared I’ll see you
I don’t like dreaming
Because It always turns bad
I always see you
The knife you held to my throat
The way you ripped a hole in my life
I still remember those words you said
“I will make this a slow and painful death.
I will make you suffer then I’ll go after her”
I know you remember my screams and my cries I begged you to stop
But you just loved that don’t you?
I was 8 I was just a kid
But you took that from me
I am broken
I have to live in fear that one day you will be back
I have the scars all over my body
I have to see them everyday
I have to live with it
You get to live everyday happy because you got away
Im almost 16 now
I keep thinking your outside of my window
I make my father go check every day before I go into my room
I know you’re here
But where are you?