The one with a denser mind :

I might end things I might begin them. I might be a silent one I might be loud. I might save people, I might let blood, stain grounds. I might bring calm, I might bring chaos. I might be a useless one, I might carry some point. I might be justice to some, I might be injustice to others. I might be an atheist to some, I might be a religious one. I might be between neighbors, I might be between lands far off. I might be considered, lunch box snatching, I might also be the reason of 26/11. I might be a scar on a little boy’s head, I might be an acid burn on a human’s whole body. I might be worship for some, I might be a feeling of despise. What I’m not, and people mistaken me for it is, pleasure, contentment, glee or amusement. I am cursed for not bringing happiness on both sides, I am cursed for breaking people beyond repair, I am cursed for letting bad win over good, I am cursed for ending love between two, I am cursed for creati...

You don't have to cry, when you are hit by your husband, Scars given by someone else are not to be cherished, please defend. You don't have to cry, when he claims, that you sleep with other men, Little does that bastard know, you are as pure as heaven. You don't have to cry, when he slut shames you, for when you are "being you". You know, you have a naive nature, you don't need much, you can survive with few. You especially don't have to cry, when he thinks having a penis is an ego filled gift. But only you know, how bad it will be for him, if you let your ego stand straight and shift. You can actually cry, when you tell him what a piece of crap he is. You can also cry, when you give him a kick in the crotch and a spit on his neck. You can cry, when you show him how perfect you are, and how good you feel in your own skin. Because if she cries, it doesn't mean she's weak or she is letting it go. She's crying because she wants...