Haunted

They tell me it was no big deal
Like I exaggerated it some
But I know about the pain I feel
And believe me, it's no fun

“Sibling Rivalry” is what they said
But are they really right
The reason I want to be dead
Is because of those nights

Mom was at work, two hours away
And it'd be just Toria, you, and me
Those fights still haunt me today
It's like they'll never let me be

I remember one particular night
I was hungry, but knew we had no food
I opened up the pantry, despite
And you were in a foul mood

I closed the pantry door
Confirming there was nothing to eat
But what I did was more
I confirmed I was gonna get beat

Accidentally, her hand got smashed
But you just needed an excuse
Just a reason so I could be bashed
And you could let your anger loose

So you said “Go to your room”
I told you I was hungry still
The horrors began to loom
And I saw pain like I always will

You must have only hit me a few times
Till you got me cornered by the sink
Maybe sibling rivalry should be a crime
‘Cause the next thing wasn't normal, I think

At my throat, you held a butcher's knife
And had me scared out of my mind
You said you'd take my life
Not many choices, did I find

My blood ran as cold as ice
My heart beat loud in my ear
Just one little slice
And I wouldn't be here

So I ran to my room and cried
And I tried to lock my door
Then remembering, I sighed
My lock didn't work anymore

You had broken it a while before
Another day when you were mad
It's like you hold it all in store
Just to make me horribly sad

So I piled things like a wall
Prayed you couldn't get in
Then I made a call
Over and over again

I waited for mom to pick up her cell
I needed her to save me
Like drowning in the fires of hell
I was crying like a baby

She finally answered the phone
But seemed more upset at me
That night I was so alone
And now I will always be

Fierce anger was in your eyes
And it brings fear to my dreams
I wish you would forever hear my cries
Like I'm forever haunted by your memory

Once again, I sit here crying
Reliving those horrible nights
When the child inside was dying
From every bruise, from every fight