My domestic story of 10yrs

In a home where love once bloomed so bright, Ten years we shared, both day and night. But shadows fell, and darkness grew, Pain and betrayal, a love untrue. Through whispered screams and silent cries, Three beautiful children, with tear-filled eyes. Our eldest saw, though memories blur, The violence, the pain, that did occur. Yet in the chaos, strength was found, A resilient spirit, standing ground. For in our children's eyes, we see, The courage to break free and be.