She was a prisoner
In her very own home
Still her shadow followed
Locked in with no way out
No communication
Not even a cell phone
Still her shadow followed
When he did come around
She tried to hide her fears
Still her shadow followed
The hell she'd been living
For the last 14 years
He left bruises on her
That no one got to see
Still her shadow followed
He'd hit her in places
She hid from eyes view
But because of her son
She had to continue
Still her shadow followed
Her son was her whole world
And that is why she stayed
She knew he would kill her
If she tried to escape
Still her shadow followed
When son cried he was whipped
He screamed boys don't do that
He was a mammas boy
He was never a man
He was a sorry bitch
A piece of shit she had
Sorry for the language
I had to get that out
So now that is done
Back to the story now
All of his family
They were all so nasty
And they were also kin
I'm talking wrong turn kin
The family reunions
They were all out orgies
Nasty I know I know
Sister brother mother
And touching each other
Ok that is enough
This is just so nasty
Grandma is so ugly
Looking like afterbirth
Stop it now
Stop laughing
Then we get to Fatty
Fat boy playing daddy
But wait he lost the weight
So I'll call him nasty
Now back to the monster
Real life Michael Myers
Created from evil
Spiteful and deceitful
A son of the devil
Her past tells a story
It's unbelievable
It started back in school
And without her knowing
That he was a black sheep
In dollar store clothing
He stalked her for awhile
And then he made it known
That he was now in charge
And her freedom was gone
The weasel that he was
Had her under a spell
But with much more to come
She was living in hell
But soon it would all end
With a single bullet
From a gun to the head
Still her shadow followed
To be continued?
Chapter 2 coming soon
By
Dwayne
Clark
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