Broken Angel


United States
43° 11' 25.9836" N, 82° 48' 36.7128" W

I see you
Your hand is raised
You shake with anger

I have bruises
I have to keep them hidden
I can't let anyone see

Its my fault
I can't let them know
I'm afraid it'll hurt more if I do

I can't get away
I can't hide
This time I've gone too far

The hand turns into a fist
A fist that's too hard
A fist that will break me this time

I never really know what I do
I'm not big enough to understand
but I know I'm wrong
I know I'm bad

The fist comes down fast
There are sirens in the background
I cower in fear for the pain
...And I no longer see you...


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