You hit me

and I fall to the floor,

only able to pray

you've left your mark

this time.

Scar me.

Crimson against white

looks so beautiful.

I grab at nothing

trying to stand,

but thin air

just isn't strong enough

and my tears

are too heavy

so my balance is lost.

Crimson against white

looks so beautiful.

My mouth is sealed,

sewn shut

by the stitches

of a secret never to be told.

Your words echo

"I love you, I hate you,

this is what you make me do."

I scream in silence

as you kick me.

Crimson against white

looks so beautiful.

I tremble from cold,

I'm naked now,

curled around my heart

to protect it.

I am broken, but

I can't let you break it.

I am your victim

yet again.

Crimson against white

looks so beautiful.

You plunge the knife