There is Nothing Sexy about Abuse

Floored. Aghast. Shocked. Sad.
These are two people our children look up to, two people that have found themselves in violent relationships and know first-hand how not sexy it is.
Can abuse possibly be glorified more?

As long as the wrong feels right
It’s like I’m in flight
High of a love
Drunk from the hate
It’s like I’m huffing paint
And I love it the more that I suffer
I suffocate
And right before I’m about to drown
She resuscitates [...]