When I look at you,
I see abuse.
When I look at myself,
I see bruises.
When I look at the bruises,
I see you.
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Mixed Emotions || Wattys2017
Poetryi wake up smiling. i go to sleep crying. i open the door excited. i close the door disappointed. im happy. im sad. im angry. im glad. these are my mixed emotions.
Abusive.
When I look at you,
I see abuse.
When I look at myself,
I see bruises.
When I look at the bruises,
I see you.
