I have no shape, I have no direction I only go where I want when I please.
The victims I chose are neither right or poor, humble or stubborn; they are just prey!
You can never find me I’m hidden well…invisible to the naked eye, but oh so deeply felt.
You’ll be caught off guard and it will be too late.  
I live inside you and I’m known as your FEAR.

She tried to stop him but it was no use he punched her with a man punch…a man punch straight to her face, his knuckle caught her right in the eye, she let out a pierced scream like the sound of a banshee.

She tries to get up but she just hurt so bad she wonders what on earth die she do or say to make him so mad.  All the children were crying and trying to help their mother when dad tells them to go to their rooms. She lays there on the floor bloody and bruised catching her breath in heavy gasps for she’s all out of breath.

He left her shaken to pieces and left her walking on egg shells living in fear every day.  And to those of you who use your tongue to lash out and inflict your words as weapons, a careless word tossed thoughtlessly finds its way back into an ear never meant to hear!  What should not be heard by little ears should not be said by Big Mouths.  Is blood the only detergent that can wash away the sin clean?

Break the Cycle….Children Learn By What They Hear and See!!!

STOP DOMESTIC VIOLENCE…it has the power to make people Crack, leaving one to quarrel with the aspects of life that distort goodness and truth.  Leaving one to drown in a world of violence, brutality, pain, injustice and lies… a twisted world that makes little to no sense to me.