Teardrops and Memories

Childhood abuse

Whispered memories float in the breeze
Like the teardrops of yesterdays hang from
The tree'
There's no escaping this place

There's a coldness in the heart of me
There's a dark corner in my mind that you
Cant see
And I'm wasting away

Flashing images in my mind
Of tortured memories i thought i left behind
And I'm dying inside
I'm dying inside

There's no escaping this place
There's no escaping his face