Your stare lingers in my mind long after you've died

Your touch never leaves my skin, scarred but everlasting

I've been the property of every man who's ever loved me

Illusion of choice, reduced to my beauty, stripped of identity

I am lost

Desperation to become whole again

To reconnect with a body that was stolen

You broke me yet I am left

With this hatred for myself

I can't prolong this pain

Tonight you'll feel my rage

I would recluse into myself before I'd pull the trigger on someone else

But tonight, memories of all the things you did to me are stronger than my self control

I feel alive, I feel awakened by the prospect of putting you through the hell you created

To inflict the pain you gave to me would be my greatest therapy