Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Sep 2014
Your words stain my skin with bruises
Your emotions are painted on your face but
They are forced on my body with
Your fists
Your words
Your eyes
The blood in your breath
The hate in your steps
The destruction you are inflicting on my body
You are one person bruising, destroying another with everything you are
I could have been loved with the same fists, words, eyes, but
I have been bloodied instead, all the way from the
Middle
Of
My
Chest
From my heart to
The
Surface
Of
My
Body
From my blue skin
I hurt everywhere I go
Everytime I move
Your words are stained on me in the worst ways
I can hear them as I bend and twist
I can feel them when I look down on myself
I remember every moment
I remember every hit, every hit, every hit you took on me.
I remember it all and it won't go away
Your words stain my skin with colors and I don't know how to
Stop
Loving
You
Making excuses as you destroy me.
One.
Bruise.
At.
A.
Time.
Turn Off The Lights
Written by
Turn Off The Lights  UK
(UK)   
182
 
Please log in to view and add comments on poems