//I can no longer distinguish--
pain from pleasure;
abuse from affection;
contusions from caresses.
//Embraces could be delivered--
in tightly-clenched fists;
words of affirmation in abasement;
trust in forced hands.
//I can no longer tell the difference--
between love and hurt;
dark bruises and soft kisses;
belittlement and support.
//All i do decipher is the aftermath -
the tears,
the marks,
the aches;
hot showers soothing
stinging skin,
shaky knees and
trembling hands;
the nauseating guilt;
encapsulating,
overwhelming fear...
and the sickening inability to just walk away.
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