Abuse

Tears streaming
through closed eyes
as my lashes kiss
holding back sobs that wont cease.

Glancing at my bloody hands
I proclaimed out loud
he wont do it again
the violence stopped as I lose the last of my innocence.

No more bruises
to hide.
No more running
and lies.

I live
Even as he dies.
One breath
sheathing the knife.

Seeing my reflection
in the pool of his blood
releasing pain, anger, and mostly fear
as I go on.