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I Know I Still Haunt You

you know what you did was wrong 
but you thought it was so  right
when you hit and kicked and punched me 
every single night. 

as my screams were louder then ever 
and my cry's hurt your ears
every night you go to sleep 
with those sounds blasting through your ears 
the gilt you have must be unbearable 
but so was my pain 

but you thought it was funny 
and you played me like a game. 
you laughed with every beating 
and i think that you are insane 

but when you took my life 
i couldn't feel more alive 
knowing im free of pain 
knowing im finally going to die 

the treatment that you showed 
was horrible and dark 
im glad that its over 
and that you stopped my heart 

but you will never be able to sleep well 
each and every night 
for my voice will keep you up
it will make you feel fright.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2014

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Yvonne Avatar
August 26, 2014 at 7:44 PM
i am okay with what you write. people should be made aware of the dark corners that exist everywhere. hope all is well with you.
Lawrence  Avatar
August 26, 2014 at 7:45 PM
thank you for your support
Costello Avatar
August 26, 2014 at 9:40 AM
Powerful, emotional write Tracy. In death she can haunt him. Very tragic. :-( Christine
Lawrence  Avatar
August 26, 2014 at 4:25 PM
thanks for the feedback. just to let you know that most things i write about are very sad and powerful. i try to put out there how bad the world is. everyone knows how good it is but not what lurks in the dark. i for one notice everything. so i write about true life. sorry if it offends you.
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