Black and Blue


I’m feeling like a walking bruise

No matter how I’m touched it hurts

I’m feeling like I’m being used

No matter how clean, dirt still lurks

I’ve never felt like this before

Should it be something I ignore?

I’ve never had the courage to

acknowledge the discouraged truth

I’m feeling like it’s nothing more

then time put in for no reward

No matter how much my heart aches

I stay and take what I can take

I’m feeling like a walking bruise

No matter where I’m touched there’s pain

I’m feeling like I’m black and blue

No matter how vain or insane

I’m feeling like my stomach’s tight

My eyes are burning from the light

My mouth is dry, my heart is numb

How could I be so fucking dumb?

My brain is racing; my pen cries

I try to stop my watery eyes

My chest is tight with a slight ache

Is this the feeling of heartbreak?

I’m feeling like a walking bruise

I’m feeling like I’m black and blue

and as shortness of breath ensues

I’m feeling like I have to choose

My head’s throbbing, my shoulders tense

My neck hurts from the night’s events

I’ve let you inside once again

I’m black & blue; bruised from within

I wish I knew where this would end

but I’ll be in the dark till then

All black and blue and feeling used

Till I decide what I will do…

Trinity Blaze (age 19)

Written October 16, 2004

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