Bad Man

The "Bad Man" in question was a psychiatrist who would pick, tease and tear into me until I cried. And I cried a lot because of him.

Bad Man

 

I can remember saying please

I can remember my trembling little knees

I can remember the wicked look in your eye

I can remember you saying goodbye

I can remember running after you

I can remember in spite of all you put me through

I can remember you saying it never happened

I can remember the way you had been

I can remember him explaining fully

I can remember him calling me a bully

I can remember crying all the way home

I can remember him flaying my mind to the bone

 

Ask me how did it feel

Ask me what was real

Ask me how did I survive

With no one ever by my side