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Euphrosyne Mar 2020
Aza
Hearing her laugh,
I know she's trying
to be tough.

Seeing her smile
I know she's hiding
The pain for a while.

Seeing her every move
While she groove
Making myself believe she got improve

It lets me forget
That she's in pain
That makes her drain.

I am concern
But I know I can't help you
Because you also need to learn

To be honest,

I'm willing to help
Everytime you yelp
Come closer and I'll skelp.

You have been so strong,
Just need to be tougher
Because challenges are lifelong.

She got bruises
Because of the challenges
But it will be beneficial after the causes.

From all the pain
the world caused,
For the reason
she loved hard most.
Aza means bruises in Japanese, hope we recover in this fight my love.
pearl Mar 2020
you were so careful not to leave bruises              
you knew exactly what you were doing                            
so careful not to leave a mark but so insistent
on handling me roughly and reducing me to nothing          
you called me such horrible things that day            
“****,” you said                            
“*****,” you said          
despite the fact that you forced            
your grimy hands on me                                
you FORCED me to do EVERYTHING
*******                  
I HATE YOU
i hope you burn in hell. *******
EP Robles Mar 2020
Sky!  Lift me gently up
as an infant bruised by life's measure
& forgive my Spirit for it aches
       by the fire
       by the brimstone
    of Life hard experienced
    of Life unforgiven to the end
Sky!  Your graceful colors are brilliant
     be regal by air rarer than Cherub-breath
     be held by no earthly governance
  breathe!  breathe!  life is the glorious
  battle!  battle!  life is the gift for
                    all victors!

:: 03.06.2020 ::
lua Feb 2020
i reach for the curve of your cheeks
with mangled hands,
bruised and blistered
and i hope you let them stay there
i hope you don't push them away.
Liz Feb 2020
I am a library book
Borrowed and temporary
But loved and kept safely
Only to be returned the next day
When another book replaces me

I am your pair of shoes
I follow you and support you no matter what
But once you see a hole you deem me worthless
You think I don't feel bruises
But you throw me away
To love another pair more

I am your best friend
I'll be with you till the end
But that's come and gone
When you met the love of your life and moved on
Don't get me wrong, I'll always be your friend
I'm happy for you and I should be
But I can't help but think
"What about me?"
1/29/2020
Dharker Jan 2020
Could it be
your touch
that hurts me?

Left on my arm
Black, blue, and green

These
bruises
like
to
tell
the
truth
Voice
silent
as
I
cover
myself
and
find
I still
love him

Black, blue, and green
spreads to and
above my
heart

My body a canvas
of his three favorite colors

A signature of love
From,
The Abuser
Let's just call this abusive art
selina Jan 2020
There are bruises on my knees
and blood dripping from my chin.
A bandage is stuck
on my cheek, beside my grin.

I have seen only a few summers,
yet I am already addicted.
The darkness retreats
to the corner of my soul.

The shadows kept me captive,
but the sunlight broke the bonds.
That moment, I knew, I was never
and will never be a caged bird.
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