Karen Brown
Karen Brown
feeding kept loved sick sure
But in my drug-induced state, in my sick state, I'm sure I thought I loved her. She kept feeding me the story of an abusive husband.
butcher knife pulled tried yelling
I tried to leave, tried to go for the door. Keith pulled out a big butcher knife from his pants, so I didn't get very far. He started yelling things out at me: 'Get me a towel; get me a cigarette; get me a blanket.' He was just yelling all these things he wanted me to do.