Welcome Back To Hell
The place is the same, the dark entities that made my life hell are gone
The meeting rooms that saw such shame, places where I was torn apart
Filled with mournful, dark and sultry air, the distant stench of primeval aggression, I had to bare
I can’t stand to be here, my life has been damaged by others and that’s not fair.
You waited until we were alone, bullied me, tormented me, and threatened me.
Not once or twice, but at your pleasure, help yourself it’s easy, I am defenceless, feel free.
You knew I was vulnerable and weak, food that fed your twisted ego.
I wanted to fight back but knew I would lose, so I stayed silent and oppressed.
I became your toy, your easy target, you never stopped and never let me rest
I had to suffer what you chose to inflict
Congratulations look in a mirror are you proud of your achievements, surely impressed?
I hope you’re happy, now you have gone, but remember this if indeed you feel guilt or remorse
Every working day I have to endure coming back to this hell-hole as a matter of course
Your cowardly bullying has left me as damaged goods, worthless, downtrodden and of very little use
A helpless victim of covered up, illegal abuse
Bastards!!!
Copyright © Stephen Ferrett | Year Posted 2017
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