Fear long gone but never forgotten

Look in the mirror

Look at it and see

These lips are delicate enough

This skin clear

I find no marring or imperfect

In this lovely appearance

Yet sometimes I look and I see

His eyes staring back at me

I see them pierce into my soul

Cry out, because I thought I would see them no more

Please god, I beg of you

Just let me rip them out

Don't make me see his face again

Don't make me see his eyes

False tears streaming down

Don't let me see the guilt he forced into me

For a sin which never was committed

Please god, now these tears are streaming down

Makes me think that

Every time I cry to them

Maybe I'm just doing the same

Please god, never make me see

That fierce hot anger

The anger and rage hidden behind

A mask of insanity

Please god, I don't want to be

Back there standing tall

As he approaches me with fists balled tight

Because I know I cannot stand

A chance against him in this fight

I stand tall to say

You will never beat me, I stand here

As you swing your blows

Blows of flesh, blows of guilt

Please dear, dear god

I don't want to see him

But it is this I fear

I wonder how long it will be

Before I look at her

The way he looked at me