++++++++++ i know your face; i know it well. lips flush and red; skin pale and soft. why do you hurt me when you know i'm weak, when you know i can't fight back the tears and screams? i hate that look. i hate that smile. eyes full of rage and fury and fire. yet here i am, still. through all the pain i suffer through, hoping that you will stop soon; hoping that you will love me as you once did, before i held back my tears for you. i hate you so much, you my dear sadistic love. i cry for you... ++++++++++