Well, I had to edit this, the rythem didn't sound right to me, so I made some adjustments
Bad Memories, Never Really Leave
Horrific images never leave my head,
Terrible feelings of the past that I dread.
Snaps of his belt, the marks he left behind,
So scared of the thoughts of him how can anyone tell me unwind.
Mother's make up covered scars,
Though some maybe gone, mental ones aren't far.
"Dad don't! Stop!" What I'd say as a kid,
But everything I said, wouldn't stop what he did.
At times I keep it to myself,
Its best to keep it inside.
Because if I do, I might for get,
Who Am I kidding
Bad Memories Never Really Leave.