He said my tears should be earned
So all my bruises are real
Even on earth, a gasp of oxygen is needed
But how can you breathe when white plastic is sheltering your face
But no one will pay attention to the girl who is covered in someone else’s scars
One for each pair he’s brought on himself
I release under it all
Looking for God’s presence to ease my fear of his fingertips
He pats Purple bruises on Yellow skin
Scaring internally then externally
He says our love is being ripped away from us
He needed me to hurt,
To burn
Like he did with her
But the words out of his mouth have already done the damage
And yet through the bellows of my abdomen,
All I could here was you telling me you Loved Me, To stay…
So I did
The nightmares of my world are seen through his eyes
He knows my weakness
For now he says, “We’re Just Beginning”
But my life…..
Is already over.