Wow Saffie, this was haunting and very dark. You expressed that fear so well, from feeling terrified for you to hoping this part of your life remains in your past.

I was also taken by how you mentioned you were, whether this is real and personally you, eight years old is a vulnerable age. It reminded me of an age of curiosity yet still staying fragile and having a heart full of innocence. Whoever came into your life was not concerned with ever telling the truth, only doing what he wanted, and like you said, acting like a monster who thrives on cruelty.

Loved how you tied in that one belief/statement how you had feared your own life more than death itself, then questioned this man with it in the end of his days? The title fits in well too!

Emotion and pain fill this write, you express that very vividly to the reader. Take care.

First stanza: This opening has absolutely tore me up. The fear just seeps through your words...the adrenaline pumping , the torture you endured nightly at eight years old. </3 I just can't even imagine, dear. I have no words, honestly... but that line of fearing life more than death is so powerful... it just really showcases the fear.

Second stanza: I'm all for abusers to get the punishment they deserve! They should be done exactly the way they done the abused but ten fold...but I suppose they will get that in Hell.

The hate for this person is evident, you want to watch them squirm as you torture them...you want to see the fear in their eyes that they once bestowed upon you.

Third stanza: You want them to feel when you felt... the knowing of what is going on, feeling everything...but not being able to do anything about it, not be able to defend themselves. I like the questions you have incorporated, like you are taunting them and saying ' how does if feel now that it's you?'

Fourth stanza: Again I like the questions, wondering if they feel remorse even on their death bed...would they apologize for all their wrong doings.

Ending: I love how you incorporated the ending with your fear of life, now asking if he fears death the same as you did your life.