Hate dripped down from his words,
His eyes,
They bore into the soul,
Painfully,
Frostbite to her heart.
Yet she also fought with daggers,
Her sharp tongue flashing the blades,
Cutting him and
Defending
Her chilly soul.
As things turned worse,
Physical weapons appeared,
And the child watched,
Their child watched as
The husband beat the wife
And the wife beat the husband.
The child dares not to make a noise,
Fearing punishment.
The child has already lost the ability to cry.