I stare at these bruises,
Blended blue
And purple
And black,
Like nebulae against my skin,
And wonder if this is what you meant
When you said you would give me
The universe.
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Survive: Collected Poems
Poetry~WATTY'S 2019~ ~NOTICE~ AS OF 2/3/19, THIS COLLECTION HAS TOO MANY PARTS! READ VOLUME 2, THRIVE, OUT TODAY! On the pain, love, and passion that makes me human. Potential swearing, mentions of suicide, self harm, depression, rape, etc.
Aching Nebulae
I stare at these bruises,
Blended blue
And purple
And black,
Like nebulae against my skin,
And wonder if this is what you meant
When you said you would give me
The universe.