The games have started again,
Haven't i gone through enough pain?
In my head he's permantley fixed,
Sending signals that are all mixed.
What is it he actually wants?
I torture myself every single day,
If I could then I would find a way.
To see him and tell him it was all true,
I don't know what else to do.
Instead I live in fear,
Of what he could do to me or the ones I hold dear.
Would he hurt me again just to save face?
I just wish I knew my place.
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