I wrote this poem in December 2011. :)
I tripped and fell today
A scar from the past ripped open
I watched all the poison ooze out
and fill the air with doubt.
I ran to find a bandaid
before the poison could take over
it wouldnt stick to the wound
due to it being used over and over.
My mind went astray
and I began to panic
I thought this scar had healed
never to surface the planet.
In all my distress
I burst into tears
realizing this old wound
will haunt my life for years.
There is no running away
there is no escaping
the scar that remains
will continue to be gapping.
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