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Aug 2017
I paint a pretty picture
I paint it on my wrist
I paint the first time we kissed

A tsunami running through my blood
Changing me to hate from love
With every punch you threw
the darkness inside me grew
For every bone broken, my pain went unspoken

The fire in my soul the only thing keeping me alive
Even at times when I thought I might die
Your beatings didn't **** me
But your words almost did

My heart blackened and angry

You took my friends, life, my sanity

With fire being the only thing left inside of me
I burn and scold those who come close to me
But the fight must go on
Now I live only for my son
Deedee
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Deedee  28/F/England
(28/F/England)   
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   Owlman
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