This short story is very personal also I believe that some of you may cry (if you do then I did a good job but I'm not sure I would be okay with you or not)
Her hope;
Short lived when she sees' his true nature.
And when his true nature was
revealed he threw a great tantrum of rage,
which left his lover defenseless against his fist and kicks.
Deadly and lovely as the kicks
tore through her skin and left her bruised.
Her mind hollow of everything as she found her happy place,
a place of when she was younger and free of this place,
laughing as her dad as he slide down the slide at the old playground;
the slide too small for him.
She wished she could stay in her mind,
where no one beat her or sell her 10 cents.
When he was done and left her;
there covered in blood and dirt muttering words and obscenities
she couldn't hear.
The breathing got harder.
She fought for her happy place
to be with her family
and not in some random stranger's rat invested basement down the stairs.
But like her hope;
her life was short lived.