Can'T Breathe
my heart aches past breaking
I have to hunch to breathe
my ribs are sore from crying
no tears left
more sorrow than can be counted
more fear
that you are at the hands of a monster
who beats you
and disregards your sobriety
and you go back
go back for more
exchanging faces, still the same man
how did you come to have so little
love for yourself
when I love you so?
I always always loved you so.
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