Scarlet A

[uh_eye_guess]

Im not sorry for what I have done.
Im not sorry for hoping you'd change.
When your reflection is cast from the sunlight,
do you look at the image in vain?
Simple pleasures are here when you are with me,
but they leave when you walk out the door.
If my sorrow is all that is with me,
then what's left you to adore?
Your voice has begun to scretch to me
like nails upon chalkboards;
leaving my memories numb,
as my eyes begin to flood.
The thought of what you have done,
begins to curdle my blood.
When it's you I loved...
A pretty whore...
that fell towards adultered force. - B. Mo