Farther...

Heart pounding.
Again and again.
Over and over.
Everything plays in my minds eye.
Memories of when I was a kid.
Memories of what you did.
Memories of not having my mom around.
So I listen to my heart slowly pound.
Another flashback.
Third one of the month.
Everything that I was told was a lie.
And now I slowly wait for these memories to die.
Night after night.
All over again.
I wait for this to pass over.
I watch as my life gets torn apart.
Tear me apart.
Sew me back together.
Patch up my bleeding wound.
Flashbacks haunt my dreams.
Memories of my childhood live in my silent screams.
These dreams hit me harder.
They push me even farther.
Closer to the end.
I can feel it.
And I have to admit.
There's nothing that I want more.
Then to leave these dreams dead on the floor.
These dreams hit me harder.
And they keep pushing me farther...