Defeat
I bleed with every touch for you,
All the while your screaming "i dont love you",
Yet i pile on the purple and blue
Just to prove that i do,
Letting all my rules stand broken,
Insecurities left unspoken,
Hiding more and more inside myself,
Leaving these wounds to fester,
With ever bruise,
Another piece of me i loose,
Little by little its all dying inside
How do i stop the cycle of abuse?
Copyright © Ash Motes | Year Posted 2017
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