If you could walk through
The door
Of my memory
You'd see everything
Such a mess
Been through so much
Only worsened by you
Yet even if you did
I can feel
You still wouldn't
Ever feel guilt or shame
If you won't lower yourself
I will not either
Who are you to say these disgusting things to me
I bottled it up
Its still all in my mind
I am forgetful
Except brains are like computors
They store what goes in
Someday you will see all the pain you put me through
One way or another
I hope you feel guilt and shame
Then you will know how it feels
If you won't know in this life
The next life you will never escape from
Lets hope it happens now