Bruises
You laid your hands on me
Over and over again
But I couldn’t speak
Or cry or whine back then
You told me all the things
I never or ever could be
And it was
Me
Now I’m bruised and broken
And pain seeps through clenched teeth
Now I’m bruised and bleeding
And they are all that makes me
Otherwise I’m nothing
That’s what you told me
-Ren













