My old work part 4

The pain that of the past like knives in my heart,

tearing up me up and ripping me apart.

In the past all that was said,

its all coming back now swirling in my head.

Pain like fire pain in my sole,

smolder my heart burned black as coal.

Why me what did you do,

all the pain you put me through.

The world is falling words scream in my head,

a flash of the past a bloody red.

It’s all coming back haunting me,

it's all that's left and all I can see.