From the moment that we met, I
ceased to live.
I lost myself somewhere in who you
were.
I gave you all of me that I
could give,
But who or what did I become? I'm
still not sure.
I did EVERYTHING that you told
me to do.
If you told me to go, that's where
I went.
My feelings didn't matter, and I
knew
That if I even I even slightly disobeyed
you,
You’d rain down bloody hell
Until not a single soul could tell
what was left of me.
That’s what you had always so
proudly said --
That no one would even recognize me
once I was dead.
So, I learned that early on -- that
there was no escape.
That black was orange, your sky was
green,
And “come with me,” just meant more
rape.
Your brutal acts convinced me hope
was dead.
I gave up even feeling; my soul
died.
Each time you’d drag me off to another
bed,
I’d find a spot inside my head and
hide.
I was little more than a child when
you came.
I know that I will NEVER
be the same.
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