The past several months meant nothing to you
You already had a plan of what you wanted to do
His smile tipped higher from ear to ear
I screamed but you turned down the volume
You could not hear
You knew you had me
You knew the abuser is who you craved to be
You knew destroying me is what you've been dying to see
The word free ceased to exist from my vocabulary
You never wanted to let me go
No matter how hard I'd scream and plea
You knew what you wanted to do
And I never thought this would ever be you.
Oct 15, 2018
Oct 15, 2018 at 5:49 PM UTC
The past several months meant nothing to you
You already had a plan of what you wanted to do
His smile tipped higher from ear to ear
I screamed but you turned down the volume
You could not hear
You knew you had me
You knew the abuser is who you craved to be
You knew destroying me is what you've been dying to see
The word free ceased to exist from my vocabulary
You never wanted to let me go
No matter how hard I'd scream and plea
You knew what you wanted to do
And I never thought this would ever be you.
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