I scream. I'm screaming. You yell. You're yelling. You silence my screams. I muffle my cries. You're breathing down my neck. Hands wrapped around my neck. You wipe my tears. You kiss my ear and massage my neck. I hate you. I love you. You tear me down. I never stand. Unless you're holding me. You pin me down, taken what's mine Telling me it's love..... I refuse to leave and be like your mother So I stay and you treat me how your father treated your mother I want to be blown away But I'm not in Oklahoma...... My scars of your love are permanent. The scratches on your face, back, and stomach are a reminder. My clothes you burn. My soul too. In a house cold as you. Asking myself why. Naked in this corner. Naked in a sense of being alone. Fear consumes me. But hey, what's love without tragedy? Right?