Is this really happening?
My heart sinks to my stomach as I see who walks in.
I can’t bear to look at him.
‘Get me out of here’- I’m trapped.
The flashback begins…
The cut I made deep before it hit the vein,
From a piece of shattered glass from a broken picture frame.
Back in reality, I see his face, it’s so insane!
I had him out of my brain.
But now he’s back,
he’s like a parasite.
No.
I won’t let him in.
That door was slammed long ago.
I won’t let him win.
I see him tall standing there looking at me with a grin.
I see him proud with his non- existent crown.
My vengeance will come through.
‘I’m stronger,
I’m braver,
I’m better than you.’
So I bear a smile on my face,
To show he’s nothing more than a disgrace.
Now I stand tall,
Now I stand proud, with my non- existent crown.