Elvis has left the building..... Trying to escape the clutches of an abusive woman
I sit here seething
with what feels
like a great weight upon my chest.
I find it hard to breathe.
It's a tale that cannot be told
within the confines
of some stupid little blog post.
My restraint is beginning to wane;
someone could get hurt.
I have suffered at the hands
of the poster child
for why you would
go to Al-Anon.
A no contact order:
it continues.
No trespass?
It continues.
Property destruction -
Once, twice, three times
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