My Hero
I almost cried when I heard his voice
It happened, yet again, one more time, no plan to escape, no warning it was coming. The song “The Bitch is back” comes to mind. It was written for her. She doesn’t know it, no one does, but I know. There is the bitch, her claws sharp, her tongue like a dagger. She smiles in mock sympathy, but I’m trapped in her path again. There was no way out. At least I didn’t think so. I sit at my desk and take the abuse, it’s an old s...