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.
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