in my room it's dark and her
terror is always there.
she spoke words of i love you
but she really did not care.

she believed in anger and the
painful acts of deceit.
she believed in domestic terror
as a way for her to compete.

her face was a thing of beauty
her heart was made of stone.
even seeing herself in a mirror
she wouldn't admit to wrong.

she took away everything when
she'd taken my child away.
she did it out of malice because
she lives her life that way.

my pain has been kept a secret
for so many silent years.
whenever i see her face i relive
all of my fears.

no one knows the pain that comes
along with all the shame.
living with a female monster
one without a name.