Straitjacket of near rape memories
Confine me
To a place I never want to be in but can't seem to escape from
A little 4 year old girl hides in the corner of her room
From a monster.
A monster that says he wasn't there
That he didn't touch her there
That said he loved her so she shouldn't be scared.
So when she tried to tell, they told her she was a liar
That she has an overactive imagination
But, how could a 4 year old come up with such a creation?
Maybe they didn't know that family shouldn't have that type of relation
So now, 13 years later and she's still looking for salvation.
Every night she fights with the monster that's consumed her life.
She tries to cut away the pain from her skin
Only reminding her of the pain she's in.
Her mouth remains silent.
But she's screaming in her head
Fighting the demons in her brain
All she wants is her sanity
To be able to recognize reality
To release the agony from this tragedy
But here in this bedroom asylum
There is no sanity
Only remembering the torture from that monster
Here in this bedroom asylum
There is no peace
There is no love
There is only hate and anxiety
Depression and tears flowing silently
But she's imagining it all.
That monster didn't touch her
The monster loved her.
The monster didn't hurt her.
The monster walks freely everyday
While she's stuck in her bedroom asylum.
