Past Memories

A memory for me Is like a stab in the heart A reminder Of when I was scared Confused And hurt Wondering why I was chosen To be torchered To be abused When all I ever was Was loving Nice And as sweet as possible Cause it was not the first time I had been Mistreated I wished every night For an escape Form the situation I was involuntarily put in I realized that Nobody was gonna take me out of it That it was time for me To do something for myself And save myself From the torcher in my life.