On February 13th 2017 I died.
My day was normal..
I didn\'t see it coming.
I went to work like usual.
Came home to the tension that was there ....
Drunken fights and packed clothing awaited me like most days.
The house full of enough tension to light it\'s own fire.
We ate our dinner with the beast sleeping above .
The beast awoken and crawled into the kitchen...
To it\'s awaiting victim.
I stood standing watching this beast unravel to the true monster I knew it to be.
This beast like a stray animal attacked me ...
Aiming a knife to my chest as I tried fight it off .
Bleeding and bruised I sit on the floor ...
As they told me the beast mixed meds with alcohol.
I closed my eyes knowing that this beast walks away guilt free like it never happen .
My death was meaningless cause nothing was his fault , he made a mistake in mixing his meds and alcohol.
And yet I paid the price .