His face is burnt in the back of my eyelids...............every time I close my eyes, he's there..........I feel his sweaty, rough hands...tearing at my clothes...prodding at my skin..........fingers closing around my throat........whispered threats in my ear..........breath reeking of alcohol.........dry lips pressed hard against mine..........me, pleading......pleading........STOP!!!!.........you're hurting me.............

WHY DIDN'T YOU JUST KILL ME???!!!???

I've seen you around since, with your girlfriend, with your child, and I hate you more.............