you probably don't even remember
but i can still feel your grip around my wrist
that shit got harder the more you twist
every time i look down
it still scares me
the beauty of the brown in your eyes replaced with black
all the love you had for me
it was never coming back
thats when i knew
when i looked down at the bruising
i'd never trust another man again
i know i'll end up losing.
YOU ARE READING
a glimpse in my shoes
Poetrywords i put on paper i write to take a step closer to my healing journey silly or not these words mean so much to me and maybe when you read it you might feel something years of feelings growth and change is what you will read as i continue to gr...
