Bruised

Every time I come back to you

People say what do I see in you

The truth is I’m blinded

 

Blinded by the real you

That’s hiding behind the skin

That has been bruised

You don’t show your true self

Because you’re afraid

They will hurt you once more

 

Author's Note

Tell me what you think.

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

We will show our true face to very few people. I like the story in the poem. I like the honest ending in the excellent poetry.
Coyote

[Sunny Skye]

Thank you for the review :D

[Ahmad Cox]

Very honest and beautiful at the same time

[Sunny Skye]

Thank you

[Steven Cash]

I like it Sunny!

[Sunny Skye]

Glad you do. Thank you for the comment

[Steven Cash]

NP @all