Bruised, body to soul
Rocked, sheer force, intrusion
Wracked, self loathing
Spine, chilled to the bone

At me, for me, to me, in me, reminding me

Arriving without
Numbing
The push, the pull
The kick, the punch

At me, for me, to me, in me, reminding me

A sideways glance
Breaking my skin with your sharp hand
Your deep emblem still stains
Your once artistic hand now plays me into defeat
Your yell bangs and rattles my head
Dropping my memory into no mans land
Blurring to avoid the inevitable

Screeming, screeching, grasping for
Tenderness of word, of skin

You block every inch of my life
My sunlight, my every waking existence
The entrance of change is always guarded
By barbed fists and biting cruelty

At me, to me, for me, in me, reminding me