Buises

Oh bruises, how you are like your own sick work of art.....

Oh blue bruise, you cause blue tears to run down my cheeks as i think of the broken relationship between my brother and i.

Oh purple bruise, you remind me of a Purple Heart a soldier gets when they are wounded. I recieved you in the battle between my brother and I.

Oh red mark, you make me recall my brother's angry red face as he screamed at me, of my face red from crying and begging for him to do as he was told