Tell me how you kissed her skin,
and told her she was beautiful.
How you spoke to her with
that soft voice you use,
when you tell me its okay.
Tell me that she thought the
world of you, and believed you
were the one.
That you showed her rainbows,
and smiled when she danced
in the kitchen.
You twirled her around in your
arms, as she soaked in the
moment.
Your arms showed her
she was the only girl
for you.
Tell me how she woke you
up with kisses,
and slept curled next to your
warmth.
Her body collided with yours
as you made love
on the kitchen floor,
just as we did one day.
Tell me that you loved her,
and are sorry for what you
did to her.
You regret the way you acted,
and would change who you
are.
Speak to me in that soft voice
you used when you
told her you weren’t angry.
When you whispered you
wouldn’t hurt her
again.
Show me the bruises and
breaks that destroyed
her.
Tell me why there was a
crack in the wall.
Answer me when I ask
why she was covered in
blood one night.
Tell me the truth,
and that she didn’t
fall down the stairs.
Say it was
never
her
fault.
Tell me how you
treated her.
How you were a
monster,
who beat her until she
was bleeding.
Tell me,
that when you look
in the mirror,
all you see is a
monster.
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