Unwanted, no one would ever keep
Remnants of a vengeance fuck; sweet
When all they should have done was sleep

A soul filled with fright
Void of her to ever feel right
Is she strong enough for this fight

Hidden deep inside her mind
She visits way too many times
Fading before the pain exists

Too late, actions breeding words
Memories to flood her brain
Memories which make her feel insane

Between the sheets
Her stepmother would creep
Subtle perfume to fill the room

Lasting disdain to always remain
A child’s innocence she stole
Ripped out more than her heart & soul

Crushed a child; always scorned
In her sleep, this child; she’d weep
Wondering when she can run away for keeps