It's been a year and you still have a hold on my life, You continue to cause me pain like a repeated stab with a knife. How is it, a year after my escape from your grasp, I still fight to release your chains with their rusty clasp? A year without contact yet your teeth still sink into me, Your bite still removing life and dragging me to my knees. Controlling my judgement and pulling my strings, Memories returning and I feel each of them sting. And yet you move on careless and cruel, Spreading lies and rumours, removing what's true. Stripping my identity as you tarnished my soul, Here I lie, wondering will I ever again feel whole.