Taunting Memory

Im glad shes gone
I couldnt take her
What she did
It was just so wrong
Im never going to be the same

Emotional torture
A mock or a jeer
No one really understands
What I went through

Its hard
Rememberig
I hate thinking of her
My heart is filled with scars
And so is my body

She moved out awhile ago
But her memory will always haunt
Her taunting was terrible
Her fists were letha
Thank God shes gone for good

Its hrd to tell anybody
How she really was
Im afraid shell come back
And get me for revenge

But need t believ she wont
That I wont see her again
Because if I do
Ill relive the nightmare
Ive already been through