I couldn't bear the pain.

I couldn't take the hurt.

I couldn't handle his touch.

I couldn't stand his hands running along my thighs. 

I couldn't deal with the thought of no escape.

But I did.

I suffered his malice ways.

I struggled to breath when he was near.

I screamed at his horrifying mind.

This place was suffocating.

But it's all I've ever known.

I have never left.

I can't remember my own name.

Or if I've even had one.

I can't remember anything before him.

Was there anything before him?

No.

All there is, is him.

Because he's constantly there.

Hovering over me.

Watching me.

Feeling me.

Hurting me.

Loving me.

All I could see was darkness.

I was darkness.

I lived in it.

Because he's never turned the lights on.

I don't think there is any lights.

He doesn't want me to see him.

I've never seen him.

But I've seen him through his hands.

His fists.

His fingers.

Everytime he touches me, I see him.

I know what he feels like.

What his fists feel like.

He feels disgusting.

His fists feel like anger.

What he sounds like.

Hatred.

His voice makes me nauseous.

His voice is like nails pounding in head.

Like water in my lungs.

His voice is terrifying.

He is terrifying.

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He never remembers to feed me.

He never caresses me the way a man should.

He never says the right words.

Or does the right things.

He only knows how to hurt.

How to inflict pain.

He'll only use his fist as his form of pain.

He'll never understand me.

He'll never understand kindness.

Or how to use it.

Or love, what's it like to love.

What it's like to be loved.

All he is, is pain.

All he is, is sadness.

Corruption.

Destruction.

Nothing.

He is nothing.

He will never not be nothing.

Until he is lying in his grave.

The grave that I dug for him.

The grave that I will put him in.

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