Whats Wrong With Me

Blow after blow.
Darkness surrounds me.
High off dope.
I can’t cry, I can’t feel.
I begin to pray.

What is wrong with me.

This is my fault for being slow.
I don’t fight back. I don’t yell.
I love you, please stop beating me.

What is wrong with me.

I wipe the blood from my nose.
You help me up.
Blow after blow. I hit the ground.
You stumped me like I was trash in a trash room.

What is wrong with me.

Feeling him enter me from behind.
He feels so good inside me.
Slow strokes with such passion.
Why am I aroused.
Blood drips from my nose.
My head is spinning.
This must stop.

What is wrong with me.

We kiss. We hug.
We exit.
My face lumpy and swollen.
My vision is blurry.
I’m scared.
You apologize.
I forgive and just want to forget.
A part of me died that night.

What Is Wrong With Me