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 Bio: Pasithea is an impressionist poet who dabbles in art and poetry. She enjoys writing about life and her experiences from different perspectives. She believes in art in poetry as in exploring art to emphasize its role in juicing creativity out of a quill. She enjoys writing poetry in symbolism laced with philosophy and psychology. Combined with varied styles and topics, her motto will always be: poetry is a passionate expression kindled by an impression unlimited by public conviction. To catch more of her work follow her on Instagram @pasitheachan or twitter @pasitheachan and on Ello @ello.co/pasitheaanimalibera where you can find more of her historical fiction and mythological or cultural short stories. A Fevers of the Mind Quick-9 Interview with Pasithea Chan #stopthehate challenge poem by Pasithea Chan : Able & Sable Hearts in Color & Deed Poems by Pasithea Chan : “Everyone’s Show” “Wrong to Be Right” “Saying I Love You”
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