The hell you turned us into.

I can’t take it, this will that keeps me in;

It hurts me, lies to me, and I let it win.

A bang becomes a siren for the bad things to come.

Flashing in my memories of all the things you have done.

The anger, the fear; it soon marries itself all into one.

Until the only thing I can feel is the impulse for me to run.

You don’t stand for me anymore but the scars have never truly healed.

You will be with me all my life, I will never truly leave.

As much as I don’t want to think, or see, or hear you.

The flashes keep coming to me every day of the hell you turned us into.

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