Poem by Pasithea Chan : Bruise of Ruse (inspired by Beth Hart)

Bruise of Ruse

I handed him the shears
to cut my heart in fears.

With an “I” that disappeared
to live within ribs that never opened
I bid “love” to a soul maddened
with control out of a sudden.
He became the “you”that destroyed
everything I ever dreamed.

He gave me a bruise
hidden from all eyes
beneath clothes and tears.
If scanners could scan souls
mine would be a bunch of holes
you’d only see on a sieve.

He planted years
of lies like spears
protecting a lifetime of ruse
knowing I’d fight and refuse
to let go cause I hate to lose.

Till this day I feel that bruise
blacken from a past of abuse.
It’s hard to find sacrifice a misuse
of care; and love just a ruse
to give one a bruise and blues.

Inspired by Beth Hart's Baddest Blues , link on Youtube: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EDdVhbaPog0

Wolfpack Contributor Bio: Pasithea Chan

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David writes poetry, short stories, and writings that'll make you think or laugh, provoking you to examine images in your mind. To submit poetry, photography, art, please send to feversofthemind@gmail.com. Twitter: @davidLOnan1 + @feversof Facebook: DavidLONan1

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