Turn Around

Your touch used to whisper over my skin

Promising a gentle love that caressed my lips with a sweet song

But that grip tightened and you became an artist

As you painted my white canvas with splotches of purple

Your shouting is a cacophony of broken trust and plummeting self-worth

With each curse I spiral further into the darkness

My eyes are rimmed red around the edges

I wipe the anger from your knuckles and regret from my face

Your once charming smile is filled with malicious intent

I cower behind a crumbling facade of false security

Our mirror unveils my distorted perceptions

My knees crumple, I'm carving til my nails puncture the surface

Your hands are prying me away from my fragile grip on tenacity

I'm left with crooked fingers screaming in pain

I'm gasping for help but everyone is turned away

I'm left on my own and unable to escape

The light leaves my eyes as I become your emotionless doll

Losing a game I was too late to realize we were playing

Reviews

[dHarwin8184]

I wipe the anger from your knuckles and regret from my face...wow!! What a powerful line!! This is amazing!!! Please don't stop writing!!!