scars

the river revolted, running  dark

all because you gave a caustic remark

as the thunder roared its rumble

ominous clouds began to clash cascading into a fumble

Emergency Exit

Emergency Exit (Photo credit: Michael Connell)

lightning fired bloody red

crying disturbed your crazy head

as scars carried inside and out began to furiously shout

you did yourself in with your ridiculous doubts

now you lay weeping with your parallel life

regret accompanies your tongue’s own knife

hasten to revive the dying skylark

hasten to forgive yourself for your pockmark

if you don’t change, you will die

if you don’t change, you will ask yourself why

what would be the point of living if there wasn’t change

what would be the point…of your own self estranged

2 thoughts on “scars

  1. Mich Smith says:

    Love it, Beautiful!!

    Like

  2. Merci beaucoup, Mich! Thank you for taking the time to leave a comment! You encourage me so!

    Like

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