Always saving me. That’s just what you do when I’m sick or angry. You keep me from yelling or maybe you’ll just let me break down and cry. I don’t know what it is about you, but you make me feel safe. It’s like you’re my superman and I’m the damsel in distress. My superhero, that’s what you will forever be.

Bruised and broken, she lays on the floor. The attacker came again. She won’t go to the police and she won’t tell her friends. They all wonder why she has those bruises and cuts across her face. She doesn’t show up at school the next day. Her best friend shows up at her house looking for her. He finds her on the floor by the door. He picks her up and takes her to the hospital. They cannot fix her. The attacker came on too strong this time. Her body cannot fight the great fight anymore.

I step outside and the scent of your perfume still lingers there, I miss you. I still remember the look on your face when you said goodbye. You seemed so sad. It hurts to see you that way. The blue in your eyes has faded to gray. Now there is a sadness I cannot fix. From radiant to dull in a matter of moments.

She’s left hurt and crying. That’s the last time that she will ever open up to a guy again. He used her. She shuts herself off from the world. Off to a place where she can control how bad the pain is. She sits with the blade at an angle. Deep under the skin it goes. The blood trickles down her arm. One, two, three more and she has gone through enough pain for tonight. The blade goes back to its perch and she goes on as if nothing ever happened.

Overdose pulsing through my veins. Falling into the dark sea. You found me on the floor. They try to bring me back to life. No, I will not come back for you to torture me. Staying here in the blackness is what I want. Forever.

Teach me how to breathe again. It's just so hard when you walk into a room. My breath is gone and you check to see if I’m alright. I stutter because I don't know what to say. You smile because you start to feel the same. We go to this place where words aren't needed. Just move. Your expressions and body language will tell me what you really feel.

I smile as I dream. Well I think it’s a dream. For once in my life all that I have dreamed of has come true. I love you, I love you, I love you!! That’s what I want to shout, but I can’t for my mind will not allow it. All these feelings, I love them. Your touch to say the least is electrifying. You give me strength and make me feel like no one else can. I feel special and all yours. I’m yours there is no doubt about it. All those times we've spent together. They will not fade away. They play like...

Bright and flashy. Yes that sounds about right. Two sided. Half of me-always bright. The other half- dark and straight forward. Side one, how she puts up with other people sometimes is amazing. She loves to feel. Side two, she feels pain but it’s good. She’s insecure but she has one thing that keeps her going. That one guy that makes her a priority in life. The two sides merge and become one. Now she's dark with splashes of bright and doesn’t worry about what other people say to her.

Falling faster and faster into the deep sea of dreams. It’s what makes happy thoughts come to mind. The best moments of your life replay like a still movie in black and white. Anger flares up as memories of that day come back. Trying to float back to the surface and get air. This is no longer a happy place. Just can’t seem to make it there. Sleep has come at last...just cant...escape.

He walks the edge of his marriage and flirts with danger. Experimenting with crank and clubs. Each night he comes home late he says he's been at the office late. Maybe he was there late, but he wasn't alone. His life is being flipped upside down. The crank starts calling to him every minute of every day. He starts having mood swings and hits his wife. She tries to fight back, but she's not strong enough. Does he realize that he's demoralizing his wife? He hits her so hard that she cannot get up....