Rape is a four letter word. (On Demons I've seen up close and personal)

I've looked into the eyes of a soul-less being.  It presented itself as human but when I looked into it's eyes, there was nothing there but darkness.  There was nobody home behind those eyes.  There was no spark of humanity, compassion, hope, help, nothing.  Just a profound blackness.

Losing Amy Winehouse

This girl was an amazing talent.  Heartfelt lyrics, soulful music, what was not to love about her?  My Tears Dry on Their Own, Back to Black, this young woman had a phenomenal life and career ahead of her, but she opted out.  She just quit.

It's too painful to consider how this could be.