Another bad memory.

Another bad memory.

It's starting to really hurt, the hits and cuts are getting worse.

The anger burning in your eyes is all I can see,

Slam slap punch!

Wasn't I a good girl? Did I not do what I was told?

Slam slap punch!

I've never seen you so angery before but I know I might die tonight.

Why did you come back? I thought you were gone, They got rid of you but you snake..I know you did something.

Oh no, I can't breathe..

You yell as my eyes roll back into my head, your large hands wrapped around my neck squeezing and choking.

Will you let me go or will I see the sunrise of another day?

Everything is darker now, I'm laying on the floor now.

Your hands leaving my neck as you now place them on your head.

"Why do you anger me?" I hear "Why don't you be a good girl?"

All I can reply is a small squeak while he continues to speak "These people don't love you and respect you like I do." "Baby, let's go back to what it used to."

Inside I'm laughing, I've lost my mind and maybe it's due to the lack of oxygen you supplied me.

It's just another night here, where you tell me you love me while you bury my body in a shallow grave.

Where I'm still a victim to your abuse and sadistic games.

Where I relive the memories of the past.

And then..I wonder...Am I really bad?