The Man Beside My Bed
the man beside my bed stands there and watches me sleep through to the day of my 12th birthday
the man beside my bed kneels down
the man beside my bed scrapes my hair behind my ear
the man beside my bed runs his filthy fingers down my arm
the man beside my bed touches me in the wrong way
the man beside my bed i wish hed go away he scares me
the man beside my bed beats me hurts me emotionaly
the man beside my bed listens to me scream stop but dosent hear me
the man beside my bed stole my childhood from me now all i have left are thought of my
first love
the man beside my bed is now the man sleeping in my bed while he lays his dirty arm around me
im screaming inside get off of me but im to affraid of saying the wrong thing
the man sleeping in my bed can hurt my feelings just by looking at me
the man sleepin in my bed i will never forget cuz of his smelly breath angry eyes and
hurtful words
the man sleepin in my bed i hope he dosent try to stand by my daughters bed the man
sleepin in my bed made me have innocent little children before i was ready these poor
innocent children i take my pain and misery on them
the depression will soon eat away at my bones and soon he will become the man sleepin
alone in my bed
and noone cares about it cause im still here with him
scared llonley in misery and filled with hate toward everyone around me
my relationshps will never be the same ill always c his face and he will haunt me im scared
so lord i ask once again please help!!!!!!!!!!!
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