IRC-Galleria

I often wonder why I carry all this guilt
when it's u that helped me put up all these walls I've built
shadows stir at night through a crack in the door
the echo of a broken child screaming "please no more"
don't u understand the damage u have done?
to u it's just a memory, but for me it still lives on

bruises fade, but the pain remains the same
and I still remember how u kept me so, so afraid.