Guns N' Roses

Drugs.

It was all behind my back. For 2 years, I was hidden in the dark.

I was a princess. Dressed, feed and treated like a princess, when I was with him. I would snap my fingers and everything would be how I wanted it to be. I was in a land where all my wishes and dreams came true.

That all came crashing down when a loud powerful knock on the door was heard.

Screams echoed through the house as guns were being pulled out.

The deal? The deal that was supposed to be paid off long ago? Wasn’t.

A gun was fired and a knife was slashed across my face.

I was a victim.

Of something I had no clue of.

In the end I had to deal with the consequences.

I was the one being tortured and punished. While he rested in his grave 10 feet underground.

Every single time I try to open up a fresh, new, clean chapter. It only closes with guns being fired and roses being thrown down.