The mist swallows the light as he searches for her

She feels him, an unwanted visitor cloaked in darkness

He steals from her soul and claws at her heart

Frozen at the sight of him she closes her eyes tight

Sitting with clenched fists in the dark, holding nothing

Only because she has nothing to hold onto

He whispers the lies she has come to believe

And she falls victim to his power and control, again

After, the stench of death lingers in the night

She trembles from the memories of his touch

The memories that lay dormant until the darkness comes

She wakes with his fingerprints covering her body

A guilt ridden reminder that he still owns her
 

Guilt paints my every surface.
It's not something you get rid of, or run from.

It's constant and steady
It taints your existance and breathes into every breath.

The guilt devours me and makes me nobody.
Who are you? Are you nobody too?

It's a steady weight upon my shoulders.
I've done something so terrible I'm terrified to speak.

Remember me.