Bruises to match the ones on my heart.
Bruises to cover what’s tearing us apart.
Bruises to mask how I really feel inside.
Bruises to hide the fact that our love has died.
Bruises that speak the truth about the attack.
Bruises for the time wasted that I could never gain back.
Pain Reflected beats being rejected.
You love me but you hurt me the most.
I’m numb to the pain my emotions are ghost.