Why did you have to let your insecurities show? Why did you have to let your demons inside show their nasty face? Why did you allow him to beat the crap out of me just because you were having a nic fit since you didn't have smokes? Why did you allow him to continuously hit my stomach knowing I was 22 weeks pregnant with your babies? Especially when you say that they mean the world to you? Why do you make me feel all alone in this like it never happened? And yet you wonder why I don't seem the same anymore and don't care about anything. As well as when you let him show it gets to the point where I wish I was dead. And you don't want me to ever leave but yet expect me to stay and put up with the monster inside you who only causes problems. Such as fighting, me miscarrying, feeling alone in this world, as well as not even having enough confidence to believe everything will be OK in the end. And yet you expect me to look you in the eye and tell you that I love you when in reality whenever I see you or hear you all I think about is the babies that never made it because of you