‘Your words wound me deeply, but your silence hurts more. You throw knives and swords at me in place of using words and making memories.

You scream and yell as I shake and cry.

Inside my head, I’m screaming for help and praying to God I die.

You’re so drunk and drugged out of your mind.

I wish others could see the disturbed , evil, and sociopathic side you hide. Suddenly, I’m in a horror movie being chased by a serial killer. It’s my own husband; the black, hollow eyes have taken over. It’s truly terrifying; I feel like I’m losing my mind. My body’s shutting down; no one’s helping or ever around! Almost no one believes me; I don’t know why. I don’t lie!

You keep me up all night long torturing me. Then for 3 days, ignore me like I’m dead or a ghost.

I can’t stand the silence or the violence, but I think the silence kills me more. I honestly don’t know much anymore.

It’s so horrifying that I’m literally on fire burning alive from this hell. But they all just look at the pretty flames and fire burning without a clue.