Free verse, Poem

Day 49: The Lies We Tell

**Trigger Warning: Abuse (Physical)** Deep Brown eyes stare back at me, Fleeting whispers floating between us, Shadows creep silently, Across broad brown shoulders, The darkness melding within the chocolate hues, Lengthening to point accusingly, At the faded bruise That still held faint outlines of his hand. β€œAre you okay? Should I call someone?” I hear… Continue reading Day 49: The Lies We Tell