Hurt

Domestic Abuse. Self-explanatory

Hurt

I can't sleep. Sleep. Sleep.
Everytime I shut my eyes, I see you.
Looming over me like the ugly giant you always were.

I can't breathe.
Short sharp breaths that make me feel faint.
My chest is getting tighter.
It's like there's a block of concrete on it.
Someone is pushing down, and around, and stamping. Hard.

I'm shaking now. There's nothing I can do.
I know you've planned my movements so well. You know exactly how I'll react.
Which way I'll turn, but I can't run.
You're manipulative and that scares me. But I can't run.

My heart is beating, beating so fast it hurts.
I can't run, you have me trapped.
I start to feel your frame move
Exteremely quickly towards me. I can't run.
I'm grounded to the earth, my feet are now lead.

There's a menace in your eyes
And that fucking snarl on your lips.

I wait. There's nothing more I can do.

I feel the inevitable blow to my face.
The force of your fist as it collides with my skin.
Hard. Quick. Painful. But more so hard.

My breath escapes me quickly as I fall.
Everything has gone numb. Nothing matters.
I can't do anything now. Can I?