Bruises
Cuts
Scars
Grazes
Burns
Tears
Bones snapped
Faces slapped
A hand on a chin gripping
Thumb and forefinger bruising
Leaving small ovals of purple and green
A raised voice
A barely controlled whisper
Insult after insult being hurled
Each feeling like a whip cutting into delicate skin
A small black belt
A golden buckle
Covering the square shaped welt with concealer
This time a wire
Cutting, biting into skin
Leaving only when blood stains everything red
Lying that it's not hot
That it's not weird that the door is locked yet still checked every half hour
Late at night
Surrounded by friends and her
A knife
Drawing blood
Leaving words
A single sound means the knife goes deeper
Screaming
Crying
Perfectly circular blisters
Flames dying
Standing silently
Eyes down
Suddenly
A snap
Crack
Right wrist broken
Three in the morning
Choking
Drowning
Face pushed underwater
Coming up for a second
Then under again
Until blackness overcomes sight
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Poems and Other Stuff Like That
Krótkie OpowiadaniaJust where I'm going to dump all my poems and stuff like that. Please read at your own discretion as it may be triggering at times
