Enough

Eyes like wolves hunting innocent prey

Seeking out victims to play in your game
Manipulate to fill inside where you've dug your own void
Memories are creeping, and stalking, and haunting
Unfriendly reminders of fiendish behaviors still

Fingertips drag across flesh
Like fragments chisel in a headstone
Invading the hairs on my skin
Crawling up the spine, consuming the mind

Doubting myself because I didn't fight or scream
Keeping your transgression buried underneath
I've done enough believing in the devil
That I forgot who he was after

Selfish ways have become sadistic
I wasn't born to die a statistic
Silenced by shame, I've hid in secret
I wasn't born to die a statistic

Questioned what I should have done different
I wasn't born to die a statistic
This isn't my guilt to live with
I wasn't born to die a statistic
I wasn't born to die a statistic
I wasn't born to die a statistic