Unchanging
Never-ending
Is regret
Wrong choices that weep
Like a festered wound
Canvas my soul
The stench of misdeeds
Caress my skin
Reminiscent of a lover always known
I pound my fists against
This mirror of reflection
Corrosive emotions etch the surface
As acid, hissing upon the glass
Of remembrance
Fragmenting the image of a woman
I was
I am
I will be
My reflection lays broken
As I was
As I am
As I will be
I would look for glue but I'm afraid and I know that some things can't be glued together again. I hope that friendship, care and love can be of any help.
ReplyDeleteI respect, appreciate and love the way you're able to bleed your ink darling.
LOVE and hugs
You are right darling, not all things are fixed with glue. Knowing that I have been heard, that helps though, it really does.
ReplyDeleteYou're heard and understood my dear. HUG!
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