i am bruised inside
and in every spot
you ever touchedeven though
you were careful
not to leave a marki still feel it
as if my body
were a patchworkof blood red scars
and violet bruises
YOU ARE READING
violet bruises ❁ [1]
Poetry❝never mistake her silence for weakness. remember that sometimes the air stills, before the onset of a hurricane.❞ - nikita gill © 2019 | all rights reserved [sporadic updates] [cover by | eccedevist]
i. | violet bruises
i am bruised inside
and in every spot
you ever touchedeven though
you were careful
not to leave a marki still feel it
as if my body
were a patchworkof blood red scars
and violet bruises