Bruised Heart

The phone keeps ringing But I wont dare pick up Cause I know it's Jerome Asking me to accompany him to the club. This is not the first time. I’ve been ignoring him for days. But I cant let my friends see these bruises on my face I keep going back To a house of dysfunction This is not healthy I need a change... I need Something. You physically tried To pick me up by my shirt. Look in my eyes I know you see the pain Written all over my face. You look like the devil Evil as you hold it I guess you pulled too hard Because now your fingers' broken Why would u try to pull me out the house? I purely hate this moment. Even after you put your hands on me I took you to the hospital My love: could never be beat. I listened As u told lies to the doctors U got my mind trapped And day by day its getting harder All the times I would hit in defense I was scared for my life But I'll only admit it to this pen 'Cause I remember Them days in the winter When I would get bent up And in seconds get sexed up I think that my memory Is gonna be The death of me Hiding the bumps And tears from my mom; “Nothing” is my response When she would asked what was wrong. I know I wasn’t innocent Cause there were things I did to him I would only hit first 'Cause I didn’t want to get hurt You do not know how many times My mind would SCREAM to get a knife I never saw the truth before, but you could have taken my life I remember getting hit While my eyes watered cries The times I did not hit back Is when he would apologize Now I know What these tears are for They represent The pain I endured The wounds go deeper There are no physical scars The only ones that are left Are the ones on my heart. I hid it from my friends And even from the world 'Cause I thought that guys Could only “beat on” girls. So the next time my friends call I'm gonna answer the phone 'Cause its been months since I had to deal with your nice tone But this is the first time it felt so good to be alone. Even though the wounds go deeper And there are no physical scars My memory can still feel them You left these bruises on my heart. ....But I Still Loved You