Words Will Never Hurt Me

If only you were a little bit bluer,

To match the bruises on your beautiful

Face and body: shoulders and arms and chest.

So pretty and vulnerable honey, so

Who cares about the pain when he hit you?

Once again it started and once again

Face and body: shoulders, arms, legs, front, back.

Just a little bit more purple sweetheart.

But don't leave him, he can't live without you.

You knew he wouldn't (be able to) come

So why did you question him, anger him?

You were asking for it, provoking him,

Anger makes him not himself, different.

Please don't ever leave me darling, dear, dead.