My hair’s soaked with tears
It sticks to my cheeks
Shrouded in loneliness
Hiding
From memories I’m too tired to fight
They jeer like school bullies
Vultures of time
Dragging up thoughts
I’d rather forget
But the debris is left
When the tide recedes
The secret scars you gave me
A treasure chest of depravity
The sting of you yanking my hair
The shame of being forced face down
The agony of being fucked like a whore
By a man who should love me
This nightmare still lingers 
Though those nights are now past
Freedom should reign
But fear has no limits
Pain no demise 
I curl up so small
I still try to hide
So no one will see me
Or know that I cry