time does not  ease me of my pain.

the remnance of his lies, his face

still rest uneasy on my brain.

when one can bare no longer

the scars that run deep in my emotions,

now merge and run deep in my flesh.

now physically and mentally

branded by my troubled days,

i cannot get away from the cold hands of shame.

to him this is a game, to bring me endless pain

through stiring my past and blocking

my happiness in every way.

today my life is tainted by this

everlasting shede of darkness that shrowds

my living days. one day I will end my shameful ways.