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Escaped ll - 25 doesn't equal 15!
In exchange for your soul
You took the life of another
The price was twenty-five years
With no chance of parole
Conditionally set free
A monster let loose
Devil's contract arrears
Your victims living in fear
Looking over my shoulder
Checking my rearview mirror
Aware of my surroundings
Conscious dread of my stalker
Barely fifteen when we first met
My first love; first time
Promises of forever broken
My first black eye; first time I left
I believed him; never would he hurt me again
Until the next time; and the time after that
After five years of denial, I left him
I was hooked on the drama; it was an addiction
A monster was created; a lowlife
People said I was crazy; paranoid
"He's happily engaged; not under your bed"
But he hid in my house; lunging with a knife
Shortly thereafter he murdered his wife
You took the life of another
The price was twenty-five years
With no chance of parole
Conditionally set free
A monster let loose
Devil's contract arrears
Your victims living in fear
Looking over my shoulder
Checking my rearview mirror
Aware of my surroundings
Conscious dread of my stalker
Barely fifteen when we first met
My first love; first time
Promises of forever broken
My first black eye; first time I left
I believed him; never would he hurt me again
Until the next time; and the time after that
After five years of denial, I left him
I was hooked on the drama; it was an addiction
A monster was created; a lowlife
People said I was crazy; paranoid
"He's happily engaged; not under your bed"
But he hid in my house; lunging with a knife
Shortly thereafter he murdered his wife
Published 11th Jun 2017
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11th Jun 2017 9:18pm
Shivers---reminded me of the events surrounding the time as a teenager when I read about Charlie Manson, saw the movie and then discovered the former members of the family were living in a nearby city.
1st Jul 2017 1:56pm
Thank you Jazz for taking the time to read my piece. I wish I could say it was fiction; it's not. However, I don't think he will hurt me, if given a chance; he'll hurt or kill whomever is closest to me. In his sick mind they are road blocks separating us.
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- Edited 1st Jul 2017 4:39pm
1st Jul 2017 4:37pm
Eeesh, this was a gut punch, a brain and emotional blender. My bones shivered like hell. Oh my oh my god!
1st Jul 2017 5:49pm
This is going to sound weird but thank you. Verbally when I would try to explain my fear it just didn't .....It just didn't, I couldn't find the words. Thank you.
