I crouched in the corner
Face turned away
Trying to pretend I was invisible
Inside my heart bled
Arms crossed protecting my head
On my lips sat words I could not say


Peering out from between my fingers
With hesitation
Hoping to calculate
The furious path
Of soon to come directed blows

Holding my breath
The onslaught of hate ceased
The body gave way to fatigue
Realizing my loving attacker
Was tainted with an emotional disease

The desire for control and *******
Violent thoughts that drove the actions
Ran through my soul
Aware suddenly I was alone
With icy marrow
Chilled to the bone


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Act, 17 U.S.C. S512(c)(3), Tammy M. Darby  Dec. 25 2013