Stop
If I step out the house,
Will they be there?
If I stand at my gate,
Will they be there?
If I walk down the street,
Will they be there?
If I go to the park,
Will they be there?
Is there no place,
That I can go?
It ended many tears ago,
But the memories,
Still haunt my dreams,
Stay in my mind,
Where there's no place to hide,
And I wish,
That they could see,
The nightmare that they've given me,
My mind is in constant fear
Constant agony
I wish it all would…Stop