torn

You tore me,
Limb from limb.
Ripped,
Shredded my skin.

My flesh,
Has cuts.
Deep gashes,
Dark bruising.
The bone,
Peeks out on my arms and legs.
My face is,
Sunken,
Sullen.
My hair is burnt at the ends,
Covered in dark red.
My eyes,
Blood shot,
Red and tired.
My lips are red with blood,
Splitting with pain.
My ears are ringing,
I can hardly hear around the pain.
My cheeks have bloody scrapes and cuts,
Soon to be huge ugly scars.
Long deep cuts,
Line my arms.
Blood gushing from them,
My stomach has been carved,
By your torment.
My feet,
Sore and aching.
My lungs,
Tight and ready to explode.
My heart,
In two,
Completely shattered.
Completely,
Ruptured.

I was in so much pain,
So much torment.
The agony was tearing me apart,
Leaving me speechless.
My screams,
Grew louder and louder.
My throat,
Burning from the screams.
But now,
I feel nothing.
I feel no pain,
Nor any relief.
I stand here,
Reveling in what you have done,
What you have caused me.
You caused me so much,
Throbbing agony,
Stinging hurt.
And I will never,
Forget it.
Never,
Forgive you.

My cuts and bruises,
Will eventually heal.
They’ll become,
Scars.
But none of them,
As big of a scar,
As you.

I can wash,
The blood.
I can bleach the stains.
I can cut,
The dead ends.
But I cannot,
Clean my memories of you,
From my mind.

I can clean myself,
Make my body ,
My mind.
The bruises will fade,
But the scars remain.

But even after the hell u put me through,
I’m still alive.

You may have scarred me,
For all eternity.
But I’m still standing,
Still breathing.
Sure you hurt me,
But here I stand.
Looking you in the eyes,
Laughing at you.
Because even though u cause me so much torment,
I never once let it break me.

I’m standing here,
Tattered,
Torn,
And maybe even shattered.
But,
I’m still standing.