With each hit you take,
I need you more
You're doing it for my sake,
I fall to the floor
Hands that once caressed,
now leave me bleeding
I feel stupid to confess,
it's what i've been needing
I crawl back to you,
look up at you again
My eyes are turning black & blue,
I hear you count to ten
'You're sorry you lost your temper',
and 'no one needs to know'
You listen to me whimper,
and watch the blood flow
Your hands that minutes before hit me,
now take me in your arms
They show me how it should be,
remind me of how things really are
I stumble to the sink,
clean up my face
Stare at the water and think,
if i'm in the wrong place
For as much tears are shed,
as many bruises placed
As much blood is bled,
and as much anger faced
I still love the thought,
of laying in your lap
And to be able to think not,
of bruises resembling maps.