i bet he's not sitting anxious and afraid
bet he's not worried bout the mess he made
when he took innocence from little girls
still with soft blonde baby curls
bet he's all happy, thinking he's god
living a life well clothed, well shod -
changing his name and getting away
leaving me wondering where he is each day.
now in hiding after all these years
police are looking, i hope he fears.
not so brave now he's wanted by the law
hope he's scared like i was before.
when i was 8 and he came to my room
remember that feeling of total doom.
remember the suit he used to wear
remember cringing when he stroked my hair.
remember crying in the back of his van
remember dirty hands of a fully grown man.
bet he's not guilty of what's in his past
or all these feelings i have that last
the lies he told the threats he used
to blackmail, betray, scare and abuse.
to rot in hell is far too good
i'd like to be where he once stood
and hurt him bad like he did to me
the pain in his eyes i would LOVE to see.
grovel and beg and plead all you can
i'll reduce you to a sad, pathetic little man.
i'll beat you down for all those years
you put me through mistrust, torture and tears.
i hate you HATE YOU i want you in prison
a dungeon if it were my decision
the stench of rats and evil and fear
would fill your nose and ring in your ears
i hope someday justice will be done
and you'll go down like the setting sun
to the depths of hell engulfed in fire
and burn for eternity that's my desire.

gosh that's better lol. feel quite good now......

jin xoxoxoxox