Surface scratches

Sat, 07/27/2013 - 06:17 -- Evi

The force that pulls me away

Can never break the chain that binds us

Forcedto bring forth

What was left behind us.

The sun rose in our eyes, but still didn’t blind us

From what we chose the night before.

Beneath the clothes thrown on the floor

Words leak through clenched teeth

Exposing open sores.

What’s my weakness?

Can she see that

All her secrets leave me speechless?

Blood-sucking leaches on my skin

They say it cleans us from the in…side out.

And backwards

Still can’t find out how this happened

Reached inside and found some matches

Struck a flame then blamed the ashes

For my imperfections…

Surface scratches.




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