'your face still hunts me', hunts should be haunts, I think.

Rania, I really don't know what to say. This is beautiful, heartbreaking, hopeful, just so much emotions going on. Really hope to see it on the front page!

This is a well written and powerful message. I connect to it well because i have been through it, we never really know how much poison we have endured until we leave a situation or it leaves us in this case.

It is an unsettling peace when all is quiet around us. No more hurt on the outside but inside rages a war. Yes they left but the damage they caused is still there just not a physical body. It lingers within us. Then flashbacks happen.

This person doesn't know how much hurt they have caused because they can't really feel anything or very little at least. You've built walls around yourself and each time they didn't feel what you felt they grew. This person was not a romantic person.

This person was your hell on earth. And because of this everything else was like heaven. They burnt a bridge in front of you when they left.

They are everywhere yet mostly in your mind and poetry. It helps to write.

You escaped.