Another hit, another day
One more bruise, a different way
I never cry, I always laugh
It is always for your behalf.
One more hit, another way
Punch me in the heart
Why am I here to stay?
I am bruised,
And I'm sad to say
I'm finally broken
One more word that can never be spoken
You hit me once
You hit me twice
Just another roll of the dice
It's hurt, It's pain
That's plain to see
I'll never cry
Or you'll look down on me.
I will fight
Each day each night
I'll stay strong with all my might
I am bruised and I am broken
Now you know,
These are the words that I now have spoken.
Maybe you won't believe
And we'll never know
After one more hit
Why I love you so.
YOU ARE READING
Truth
PoetryThe truth about me is, all of these poems that I write have moments of truth, non-fiction, that's what I write in this story. -A