I’ve learned to love this fear and dread
The same way a battered wife learns
To love the anticipation of her Russian roulette
Of whether she's getting ****** good and hard tonight
Or just beaten like a ginger step-child

The fear it tingles inside like a noxious vapor
Vibrating like cancer cells aching to see sunlight
A cacophony of pandemonium undulating like growling
It’s like the early morning of a pipe bomb attack of the heart
An attack of sublime terror...