like the shadows under the dead tree which leach blackness into the groundwater
the tattoo scribbled on my skin as a teenager with a thick needle and ink
~ your name ~
a port wine stain birthmark which extends across my *******
skrimshaw on my own teeth
the Rorschach patterns which diagnosed YOUR mental condition
they shouldn't define
~ me ~
BUT SHOULD BE IMPRINTED ON YOUR FOREHEAD
PERMANENTLY
SoulSurvivor (C) 1/16/2017
To the ex-boyfriend who tried to beat me up. He didn't succeed. I ran to a neighbor who called the cops.
He did manage to leave bruises, though. I threw him out that day.
To all battered women. My experience wasn't lasting. But it left a lasting impression. I can't even imagine how you must feel! I hope you find comfort and help!