Bruised and the Abuser

I carved your name

On my fingertips

So I could feel you

With every touch

Lost my hearing

To the sound of your song

So every kind word

Or harsh accusation

Buzzes with the last breath

Of your goodbyes

Burnt my tongue on your

Passionless kisses

So every reply

Is dulled with

Begging

I ran

One thousand miles

To reach 

A bed of coals

And sinking sand

(I’d run again)