Hidden abuse

Bruises covered up to be forgotten.
The heavy impact on the flesh slowly turn blue then green.
Tears of pain are kept at bay,
As you feel hurt and betrayed.

Darkness clouds around like death.
Trying to avoid it creates too much of a scene.
So you try to keep the big secret,
Of your pain and dying weakness.

Violent slashes brand your arms.
Carved like a turkey on thanksgiving.
Tender flesh start to scab,
But never fully heals as you receive another stab.

You try covering scars with sleeves,
Hoping that the outside world will keep neglecting and not see,
How you’re slowly dying inside.
But all you can do to stay in control is deny.

The attacks keep coming,
Stronger and more vicious than before.
Your makeup becomes too thick and heavier,
As you body becomes more emptier. 

You start to isolate yourself,
In hopes that the real agony is almost over,
But your dreams have lead you nowhere,
Making you wish you had listened to the warnings and been more aware.