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by GoodNightDay

by GoodNightDay

I ran and I ran,
Far and fast.

You chased me around and I left with a gasp,
Down through the stairs locked away.

You kept me for days.
I was scared in so many ways.
No one knew what had taken place.

I was only five,
And you wanted to take my pride.

It was taken and now I can't recover.
Ten years later I still cry in a mirror.

This wasn't my choice,
It was yours.

The mental scars I relive,
The fear of touch and love.

You ruined how I should be comfortable with myself.
You made my dad hate me.

He won't even look at me.
I am his little disgrace.

You look at me every holiday,
And you walk away.

You see the sadness clouding my eyes.
You see what touches causes.

I hope you remember,
I hope you suffer.

I'm not sorry.
I'm not guilty.
Im only sad.

You are sorry.
You are guilty.
You are only and always haunting me.