Hand Prints On FleshA Poem by MistakenI just wrote this one day in creative writing. I've had this inspiration for awhile but it finally came out =]The bruises hide in plain sight... The tears silently fall down my face
"I'm sorry," you cry, "it won't happen again."
SLAP!
The sound of flesh on flesh contact radiates throughout the room. The usual ache of pain now has engulfed me in its crutches. After the session I run for the bathroom.
What's new today? -A black eye, bruises in the shape of hands around my arms....again... I slowly strip until I"m left to face what has happened to me.
I'm living my worst nightmare.. My biggest fear has morphed into my reality. The bruises are a multitude of different hues and sizes; showing the pain i've been hiding for so long.
How could someone do this to the one they love? How could I have gotten myself into this?
But more importantly ...Why do I keep silent?...
The darkness starts to creep into my vision. A slight smile graces my lips, As my familiar savior wraps me in his arms. © 2010 MistakenAuthor's Note
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6 Reviews Added on March 12, 2010 Last Updated on March 25, 2010 AuthorMistakenIDAboutHi! My name is not important to you. Just call me Mistaken:) I love to write...it helps me with everyday life that just passes us by. I'm a quiet person but my whole personality shows in my writings. .. more..Writing
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