I just bruise easily

Bones don’t bruise
They break

I’ll be fine
She said, with a sweet tender smile
I just bruise easily
Her bones did not crack
They did not break
So she hid the existence of her tears
In that little cupboard

I’ll be fine
She said, with a sweet tender smile
I just bruise easily
Her heart did not crack
It did not break
While he left her
In bittersweet disgrace

I’ll be fine
She said, with a sweet tender smile
But as you might get to know,
It wasn’t worth while

I’ll be fine
She just yelled
While some random dude
Was bold enough
To sum up her youth

I WILL BE FINE
She said
While her ego was bruised
You are never enough
Was the term that was used

I will be fine
She said
While her own head was spinning
Never no safe space
From her mere beginning

I will be fine
She said
And all the tears she held back
Went into that cupboard in the back of her head

I will be fine,
Just leave me alone
I know I bruise easily
But I can make it on my own

I will be fine
She said
When someone took light
Of that cupboard she hid
She was trying to fight

In that little cupboard
She didnt know she had hid
Her plague of existence
She thought she just rid

The beating that took her
Straight to the ground
Covered in sugar
Because what else would be white?

Her bones did not crack
And she made no sound
Cautious of what
others might found

Christianity, religion
Or some form of shame
Had gotten hold
It repeated her name

Your body took beating
But never look back
You are bruised easily
But you never cracked

The one that has bruised you
Forgive and be strong
It’s not one of your soldiers
Go ahead and live on.

The existence of truth and of pain
Was way too far off
To be a fair game

But here I am
With my scars to be shown
In a time I can tell
They are truly my own.

I will open that cupboard
Inside my head
I’m so sorry my child
I just played
You were dead

But still I was there,
While in the background
And that is where
I had myself found

And while I am lying here
In a puddle of my own saliva and tears
I look at myself at the cupboard
And I admit
I DO exist

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