bruised knuckles (originally written on 11/21/16)

bruised knuckles (originally written on 11/21/16)

A Poem by aspen

my eyes well up
it feels like we've flipped a coin to bid the events
it lands on tails as I watch your fist connect with my cheek
i close my eyes and feel every muscle in your body merge to knock me out of my own reality
i opened my eyes and couldn't see anything around me
darkness swallowed me whole but i could still feel you preying on me
getting off on my screams of fear
piercing ringing shot throughout my ears
trying to shake me back into my own body
i lost grip of myself and could see your eyes drip with poison while your mouth continued spitting out daggers that were aimed for my heart, and my heart only
i sink down the side of my wall forgetting to breathe at all
lifeless on my floor
lifeless in my brain
I almost used your blows to f**k up my own veins

© 2017 aspen


Author's Note

aspen
I keep finding some of my old writing so I'll probably continue to upload it on here if I think they're okay enough

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Added on September 12, 2017
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Tags: violence, trigger, anger, fight, fiction

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