Stolen Memories

Because of you, I have lost so much. My past savagely severed by your demonic acts. No matter how hard I try, still they remain obscurred, hidden behind the cloud of mist, that is you. All the good times are buried, unable to be recalled. No way to purify what is you and what is me. Some trickle in by bits and pieces, unknown if they are memories or nightmare. You are a thief, not only of my childhood, but of my innocence. The only solace I have, is the knowledge that your soul will forever be tortured in the inferno of hell.