a poem I wrote... after my ex gf punched me in the face.
It's the morning after
I don't know what to feel
The pain is a constant reminder
of the fear and the numbness
that quickly followed.
My screams and tears pouring into the air
You couldn't hear me even if you wanted to.
I took a picture to remember this moment.
Waking up from a pill-induced sleep.
The sadness in my eyes.
The gray on the right side of my face
like a cloudy day.
You always ask me if I still love you.
I will you know this time;
I don't love you anymore.