tw: abusive relationship, abused
purple, blue and black
it's all I see
it's all that consumes me
those familiar colours
etching every part
of this
torn dress
of flesh I wear
purple, blue and black
the only feeling
reminding me
of my existence
and that
that the thread
that my life hangs by
remains
my shattered heart
violently thrashing against
the howling and whispering
bone chilling winds
purple, blue and black
the colours
that once made me
happy
twisting into
the thing
that took the life
out of my eyes
- aj
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tainted souls ✎ poetry
Poesiadedicated to the good, the broken and the undeserving a book of my poetry trigger warnings will be placed in chapters if needed - aj
