You paint my heart
That was once so new
You paint me slowly
With tints of black and shades of blue
I am bloody I am bruised
Your words are fire
You beat me up and then play dumb
You're a fucking liar
I lie about the aftermath
Of a single day with you
I lie, say "I'm just clumsy"
To cover the black and blue
But here is where you're wrong
You think you're the only one that can hurt me
You think the black and blue is all from you
But half of it is from me!
Why would I hurt myself? They ask
As I form another bruise
Cuz for a while I'm numbed from the pain
Of when you leave me black and blue
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Deadly Games
PoetryPoems about depression, failed relationships, and other mental illnesses.