They scream at my face
Followed by
The repeated movement
Of a swinging handBeginning of a cry
The sudden feeling of remorse
They comfort meBut the tears don't stop
Starting to get annoyedThe crying continues
Yelling at my face againNow Overflowing with tears
Followed by the same repetitive motionArms
Legs
Back
FaceFilled with red marks
Later on
Turning into deep purple bruisesThe 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.