Black and Blue
My head aches with red, yellow, blue, green
Why were you so mean
Black and blue were colors of you
physical attraction with a festering soul
Rotten to the core
Did you like to treat me like a whor...
Did you like to hurt me
Damaging me whole, chipping away at my core
Leaving parts of me never the same
someday you will remember all the pain forgotten
You will remain a damaged person
A festering soul, rotten to the core
black and blue were colors of you
you will remain empty
red, yellow, blue, green, why were you so mean
I am free of you now
a vague memory of my pain
the parts of me that remain
black and blue were colors of you
Copyright © Tania Kitchin | Year Posted 2018
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