Contusion.

contusions. 

Contusion.

Bruise

bruised. 

Bruise. 

Bruises. 

Purple and red and black and yellow and brown.  

Popped blood vessels. 

Angered sounds. 

Injuries. 

Injury. 

Lesion. 

A body covered in abrasions. 

I am iron deficient. 

The abuse surely shows. 

In discoloured marks. 

The sadness is apparent. 

The bandages don't cover all the altered patches of skin. 

I didn't win. 

I swear I fought, I really tried. 

Now I can't look in your eyes. 

Owie. 

Ouches. 

Gah! 

I can't handle the pain being painted on my arms. 

I Cannot Bare the wincing,

It hurts, but really, I can't do anything. 

I bound to live this way forever. 

Im not good enough. 

I'm sorry

                                                      Ariah Christman.