They scream at my face
Followed by
The repeated movement
Of a swinging hand
Beginning of a cry
The sudden feeling of remorse
They comfort me
But the tears don't stop
Starting to get annoyed
The crying continues
Yelling at my face again
Now Overflowing with tears
Followed by the same repetitive motion
Arms
Legs
Back
Face
Filled with red marks
Later on
Turning into deep purple bruises
The cycle continues
And it doesn't stop
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Thoughts I Had Today
PoetryA book filled with poems of my thoughts. TW: suicidal thoughts, self-harm & abuse.
