My Old Enemy
Bruised and torn flesh
The wounds heal slow
Of how your hand made me thrash
As I took blow after blow.
The memories of years past
Somehow enter my mind
My voice shook as I asked
How much longer will I be confined.
My chest wore the bruises
My thoughts filled with sadness
As I remember all of your excuses
Your attempts to explain your madness.
I wanted to leave so many times
I didn’t think I was strong enough
I deserved to pay for my crimes
Your arm wrapped around my neck so rough.
The wounds and bruises have vanished
I finally broke free of your abuse
My soul love famished
And my mind terribly confused.
Your words haunt my dreams
Tormented by your actions
I kept inside all my screams
Trying to hide my reactions.
You are now just a memory
When my dreams decide to recall
My old tormentor and enemy
Who had me against the wall.
Focal Breeze 