Tears of A Suffering Soul

He would always find me. He assured me of this. No matter where I ran or how I hid, his actions rang true, dragging me back home each time.I told myself it would be easier if the children and I just stayed. That is what I led myself to believe, or maybe it was just easier on me. As soon as I decided to stay, the abuse became my way of life. I was hit, choked, punched, and threatened daily. He promised that he would kill me, and after a while I began to believe him. How much longer could I gamble