I was hit, beaten and yelled at. I couldn't take it any more my fear of men was unbearable I began to drift away from love giving up on the scraps of hope I had but nothing ever happened so I began to build a wall to protect my self from ever feeling the pain I once felt but one day I was swept off my feet for a while I was hesitant to let him in remembering every thing I had to endure but he waited. Some how my perfect wall of protection wasnt?? as perfect as I thought he found his way through the cracks of my wall and made his way to my heart home sweet home he called it and I cocouldn't have put it better my self
