Burning buildings and broken hearts.
Beaten black and blue with regret.
Heās standing over me, angry eyes.
Neck is open, his fists around it.
He shakes me, demands to know.
Blood on his knuckles, I feel pain.
Holes in the wall, fixtures shaking.
His hair uncombed, eyes with evil.
The abuse I survived for years.
The stinging hurt in my gut.
I know what comes next.
So I take another blow.
The cha...