Feb 26, 2007 11:51
A post from the archive
remembering you left my insides out
you forged your name on our tree
pretending to be my soul mate,
your death is my travesty
the sweetness of your breath
left an aftertaste I washed away
I burned my skin
in hopes to erase you
I was left scarred.
I looked back and I wrote poetry everyday. Wow, I didn't have enough to do in high school! this is just a taste of the craziness I discovered there. I will be posting some oldies here soon.