Flashbacks are awful,
Submerged in a realm of fear,
I cannot stand it.

In the stench of death,
I remember your evil face,
It terrifies me.

Because you are real,
And how hard you strike my face,
You made my wrists bleed.

I cannot go back,
Back near the place you live,
All I hear are screams,

Brutality you,
I left...