2:54 AM
You caught me when the hours were the latest and my status was the weakest. In that very moment I was vulnerable..dropping my guard and risking the chance of getting hit. But just exactly how accurate are you? Because I’m not scared of a cut on my lip or a bruise on my face. I’m more concerned about the internal damage. The part of me that’s been broken, molded, and reshaped. The repetition clearly knows no bounds and by the time it finally ends…it’s just not the same anymore. I’m glad that moment was just a moment..a dangerous short amount of time and luckily I didn’t get knocked out. I learn from my mistakes and never again will I be punctured with that horrible pain again.