You wrap a cloth around your knuckles,
chuckling, as you smile.
A distasteful grin,
directed at my vulnerability.
A direct blow,
to the side of my face.
But it only hurts my heart.
You think that I deserve all the pain,
because I live with love.
But really it's only you,
who needs all the love.
I'd tried to give it to you,
but you spat it out,
and abused me, like you do now.
But you forget,

I bleed too.