The Bruises

Standing in a hot shower
The steaming water pouring down
My body is aching and I begin to look around.

There they are on my wrists and legs
A temporary tattoo of green and blue
A symbol of your rage is on my body put there by you.

I just watch the water pour over my sores
How did I ever let this happen again
I promised myself, I'd never be controlled by a man.

I will have to wear long clothes again, at least until these start to fade
I step out of the shower only to see the marks you've left on my face.