The cold hard hands that I once trusted are wrapped around my neck and I can breathe.
He wants to kill me, wants me dead, wants me to suffer as much as possible at his hands.
My arms are broken I can't fight back
Try to scream but no sound comes.
He's smiling over me as he chokes the life out of the body he's ravaged.
In the corner I can see my son crying and everything begins to fade and go sideways.
A random noise wakes me and I'm sobbing. Thank god it was only a dream, for now.
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