As I sit here, tossing in bed, all I can think about is you.
The way you held me down.
The way you covered my mouth to muffle the screams.
The way you took my soul and shattered it.
Quietly whimpering in the safety of my own room, I can't help but to feel my body fill with rage and regret.
Furious that I can't stop the flashbacks.
Constantly regretting not running away.
3 whole years since I've seen you and the vision of you can't seem to leave my restless mind.