When will this terrifying nightmare stop?
This endless storm, from which I am dropped
This way, that way, thrown around like a toy
It feels like yesterday I was but a mere boy
And the past tortures me, even though it is done
I am constantly reminded of mistakes made when I was young
Am I to be forever tortured by memories and faces?
By wrongful actions, the worst choices, emotional takeovers, and by my disgraces?
And does everyone suffer in the way I am tormented?
Is it normal? Or am I simply demented?
When do the nightmares stop, and the dreams begin?
Or am I now tarred with a brush? A life of sin?