noone could hear me crying, he made that possible by playing the card labeling me as the bad guy. all i could do was take it. the days wound down. my tears werent as plentiful. my heart remain broken. and i know noone is there to fix it. i swear up and down before him i was atleast ok. i had some sort of stability. i feel ruined now and i feel used. used against myself and left for nowhere and nothing anyone would want to take up for. i fell for this man. i mean i fell hard. so hard i tried to die. i tried for me. i sit here now with the same wishes. because i am getting nowhere except another women’s shelter.