For you, who cannot break my spirit

Even when I close my eyes, I can still see the fists wildly being thrashed at me Even when I cover my ears, I can still hear the spits of insults and names being flung at me Even when I touch my skin I can still feel sting of bruises and cuts that lacerated my entire body Even when I cover my nose I can still smell the stench of alcohol on their breath Even when I close my lips I can still taste the metallic blood in my mouth Even when I think back to those times they would try to bring me down, torment me, abuse me, I still get back up