When you smile I smile.

Your laughter is infectious.

Your hugs let me know I’m safe.

Sleeping next to you is like a comfort blanket.

Like horny teenagers we make love daily.

When I’m down you pick me up.

Our love is washed over by something more sinister.

In the cupboard I hide from you.

Our love had turned to hate.

Your anger is like an erupting volcano.

We play a game of hide and seek but if you find me I will become your punching bag.

No one is safe from the red demon that lives within you.

Our new puppy lies dead on the floor, a victim of your rage.

Strangled for peeing on the floor.

I tried to stand up for myself, threatened to call the police.

This was a mistake.

This fuelled your anger more.

I sit as still as I can in the cupboard with my hand over my mouth to muffle my breathing.

For hours you trash the place then grab a crate of beers and sit in front of the tv.

I will not move until you fall asleep.