F O R G E T

Memories of your sins

Pressing in my pain

Your ink thrusting down my throat

Silently scraping the blood down my spine.

 

Like seasons I move along

Forgiving the words you uttered

Yet like bee they sting

While my eyes twinkle when you surface.

 

Softly spoken phrases like a rose

Changing like the weather. A thorn

Memories flooding.Permanent ink

A Friend or foe

So bitter yet so sweet.

 

Sick self I am

In need of remedy

A heavy heart

Sacred tears with the hope

That one day fate will show the way

But Forget I shall not…

 

 

 

 

 

3 Comments Add yours

    1. teekzz says:

      Thank You. I love your writing!

      Liked by 1 person

      1. yassy says:

        Your welcome, you are good too.

        Like

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