Your fingers begin their release
pinkie, palm, to thumb.
The sensation lingers on my skin.
My knees week, body numb.
The indentation around my neck,
it is starting to bruise.
A shade of yellow appears.
Slowly, a green, purple, and blue.
I fall to my knees
kicked while I try to stand.
I slowly raise up my head
it’s met with the back of your hand.
Viciously from your mouth
the venomous words spew.
I can smell on your breath
the remains of your afternoon chew.
This is how painful it is,
to be in love with you.
Copyright © Sienna Ethylpen | Year Posted 2015