October 9, 2009

Falling

I feel like there's no getting out
no ending for this nightmare.
You've stopped your hunting
but you are never really gone.
A ghost stalking me in every breath I take
taking away my hope and freedom,
making my soul a hollow hole.
I try to get away
but you confine me with your abusive ways.
I climb two steps
only to fall four.
And every aspect of my life
keeps falling with what you've done.