Abuse vs. Self Destruction
Sickened
I find myself
Unsettled
By who
I swore
I would never become
She would never
Hurt me
Not like that
I tell them
Bruises
Internal
External
Clumsy
I explain
Blind
I choose
Not to see
Disgusted
With who
I have become
I prefer
What others call
Abuse
Over
Her leaving me
What they don’t
Understand
Is that
If she doesn’t do this
I'll do it to myself
Self-destruction
At its finest
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