Tourniquet

A poem about an abusive relationship.

I fought to break free of the chains that bound me. 

Clank. Clank. Clank. A scream of agony and rage. 

The breaking of my rib cage. 

Blood splatter. Bruises. And overused excuses. 

Footsteps sounding. Entering my hell. 

Don’t dwell on the smell. Cast a spell.

 Wounded and true. You brought the blues. And your glue. 

Fix my aching soul. Yours is as black as coal. 

Demented and dented. 

I gave you love. You gave me your bloody glove. 

Abuse. It’s no use. Boost your ego. Use me. 

You’re my tourniquet. Constrict my blood flow. 

I’ll give you a show. Take a bow. Kill me now. 

I am your tourniquet.   

Reviews

[Bear]

Bravo! Very powerful imagery, and sad that there are so many who feel the need to prey on and dominate others.

[MaryJaneB]

Chilling. Powerful imagery.
Great piece of writing.

[dramamine]

Thank you so much! I really appreciate it.

[MaryJaneB]

Anytime :)