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Jul 2010
Little has changed over the years
A new coat of paint and hardwood floors
Mom’s waiting with cookies for the kids
Who said you can’t go home

When the hustle and bustle of the day ends
And everyone is asleep in their beds
That’s when the nightmares always return
And the haunting sick feelings start again

I’m not alone I can feel them near me
Is it the angel from heaven I loved so
Or has the evil ******* escaped from hell
I’m covered in goose bumps and chilled

Morning can’t come soon enough
I lay there still and wide awake
I revert back to that scared little girl
Please don’t let him hurt me again

At last the sunlight shines…I’m saved
Mom asks how I slept last night
I look the other way and lie
She never needs to know

Nothing’s changed after all these years
The memories and scars are still there
Never ending and unhealed
Who said you can’t go home.
Bethany
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Bethany  Michigan
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