Bruised Sky

Looking upward
I see the blue-grey
evening sky
sprinkled
with peppered clouds
Beautiful 
in its color coordination
But reminding me
of the ugly secret
 
The creaminess
of my skin
mottled with
blue-grey bruises
getting darker
like the sky
turning purple
and yellow
like the sinking sun
 
The night comes
and envelops me
in its darkness
Suffocating
My own words
ringing in my ears
as usual
It is my fault
It is always my fault

 
Copyright (c) 2020 Christine Bolton – Poetry for Healing
All Rights Reserved

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Please Note:  This poem is not about me.  It is
written based on a conversation I had with someone
last week who is a survivor of domestic abuse.

Photo by 辰曦 on Unsplash

38 thoughts on “Bruised Sky”

1. Wow, what a powerful metaphor! A sad story though, especially because it is based on something real.

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   1. Thank you. Yes, it is so sad 😢

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2. A very well written poem… sad to realize abusive relationships are continuing.

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   1. Thanks Dwight. Sadly it will never stop 😢

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      1. :>( Sad!!

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3. This is heartbreaking, but indeed well written about the tragedies of domestic violence.

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   1. Thanks Lucy. Yes it was hard to hear about it 😢

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4. Oh so poignant and sad!

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   1. Indeed it is sad Sadje. Thank you 😢

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      1. You’re welcome 😉

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5. Aww Christine! Heartbreaking but beautifully written.

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   1. Thank you dear friend ☺️❤️🥰

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      1. My pleasure, dear. 😊❤️

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6. Sad and poignant, I would think there have been more incidences this year.

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   1. Yes Francis. I can only imagine how dreadful that must be for someone who is trapped at home with a. Abuser in the middle of Covid. Extremely sad 😢 Thank you for reading and commenting ☺️

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7. A poignant view into the tragedy (and misplaced guilt) of abuse, Christine!

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   1. Exactly Lynn. Misplaced guilt is true and a hindrance to healing 😢

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      1. It’s NOT your fault!

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      2. That’s right, if wasn’t her fault but she had been beaten into thinking it was. Heartbreaking 😢

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8. This is heartbreaking… you pen eloquently the emotional trauma which occurs in such situations.. sigh.. 😦

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   1. Thank you Sanaa. You are very kind. 😌

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9. Oh..That hit home. I don’t like this one. Not the work, its the message. I knew someone in a relationship like that. It didnt end well. So damn glad this isnt you.

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   1. Thank you Darnell. No, not me. Such a sad story. I’m sorry to hear about your friend.

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11. There is a beauty in the words and then very powerful realisation of how bruised and abused someone’s life can be.

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    1. Yes it is very hard to hear and yes, the realization how cruel life can be for some, even more sad.

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12. So vivid. And often hidden, sadly.

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    1. Thanks Ken. Yes often hidden 😢

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13. There are deep psychological bruises as well. So hard to break the cycle. (K)

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    1. Oh gosh yes, the ones that never really heal 😢

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14. Oh gosh yes, the ones that never really heal 😢

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15. So sad to read this but it is a reality with others. That kind of darkness can be suffocating.

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    1. Yes indeed, a reality for many. To listen to someone’s story will stop you cold in your tracks. How cruel we can be as humans. It is shocking.

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16. Ouch, that beautiful, true and hurtful for those of us who survived. 💜
    It also put on of the worst things abusers do on stark display. Blaming the victim. Putting the blame where it belongs is still a struggle.
    Thank you for giving voice to a survivor! 🌹

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    1. Thank you Red. The stories are always heartbreaking and my heart goes out to you too. 🥰

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17. This so scary… the color of the sky and the skin… I hope it’s all the past.

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    1. The person who inspired me is still healing from it 😢

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