Unerasable

As the wind whips past me,
it dries the tear running down my cheek.
I remember the times you scarred my face and my heart
with hands that I once trusted.
That I once held in my own.

I remember the brutal reality you embraced my children with.
The suffering and eternal agony you caused me.
The endless slaps, punches, and kicks,
the unerasable bruises and sores.
You stripped me of my strength,
my dignity, and my pride.

You made me think I was nothing,
that I deserved what I was getting.
You stomped on me until I was putty in your hands.
Stretching me and twisting me anyway you desired.
I remember the night I had enough strength to end it.
Strength in just one finger.

I remember the prison you held me in,
and the hate you practically handed me-
all ended that night.
That night I pulled the trigger.