Internal Bruises

Hit me if you think that gives you strength Don’t worry I have my body tied I won’t leave Why hit me? But not a man? You’re too much of a coward I understand Your satisfactions are my bruises You smile because you know I feel useless Your hands rip my fragile skin Blood pores out while you grin I cry not because of my physical suffrage I cry because I have given up and lost my courage The most penetrating bruises are internal They last forever they are eternal My heart’s internal bruises don’t have a cure They will haunt me forever They are hard to endure My pain does not have any medicine I’ve lost my strength and my innocence.