I cry out in shame br As I watched my parents murder br I don’t think I’ll ever be the same br He is what I call my abuser br br I rock back and forth br Waiting for him to find me br He started talking about the north br And I could have sworn me he could see br br For he walked right to my hiding place br But walked away taking something with him br I needed to get out of this space br But I knew he was still here I couldn't chance that whim br br So I waited br Each moment that passed a little piece of me disintegrated br I faded br I was slowly denigrated br br I waited for two days br Not chancing that he was still here br So I counted the ways br To see per chance that my parents were still there br br I am alone br Forgotten and broken br I will never see the love stone for it was thrown br I want my parents back even though the will never ever be wokenbr br Payyton Egerstafferbr br