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Your Turn by Mo Matik

U r out of the picture but u still consume the mind,
You have taken more then the physical you have stirred up thoughts and left nothin but havoc behind.
You have damaged my hippocampus an important part of the brain,
Emotion stimulated memories, PTSD is now what I claim.
You have left marks on my body of times I wish to never remember,
You cut open my skull shook it up and left it dismembered.
You left panic attacks, flashbacks, and nightmares within me,
You left scars all over my body, when I look in the mirror the sight stiffens me.
I try to hold my head up but u stay corruptin me,
You may not b around for the physical anymore but the anger errupts in me.
You live inside of me, still cuttin me down,
Instead of happiness and comfort, rage and pain is found.
For five years u had eaten me alive,
Now u spit me out and I'm expected to survive.
I'm holding on but now its time for u 2 pay,
U need to feel the pain I've lived with each and every day.
By the time I'm through wit u it won't b my heart but ur heart that bleeds.
Your going to feel the wrath from all ur evil deeds.
You are going to endure the rage that u have given me,
You will feel how I felt locked up while I'm the one livin free.
I'm taking matters into my own hands, I'm no longer afraid,
Meet the new me, and let the sweet and innoncent memories of me fade.
MoMatik