
You gave me scars deep below my skin
So I keyed this poem into your car
A parting gift
A reminder of the damage you've caused
Easier to repair than what you did to me
-gws

You gave me scars deep below my skin
So I keyed this poem into your car
A parting gift
A reminder of the damage you've caused
Easier to repair than what you did to me
-gws

The truth has lit a rage fire in my belly
Where there was guilt and pity
There is now a simple aching coal
Burning so hot it challenges the sun
-gws

Your soul is bruised by the poison you drink from your own veins. -gws

The hollow place where rot lives Where necrotic tissue festers Feverish and pestilent Slowly poisoning the soul Infecting every thought Corrupting hope Deforming relationships into twisted nightmares That only you can see through its distorted lens Leaving you rabid and snarling Snapping at everyone who gets too close Rageful and destructive Prompting you to strike out in all directions But you're only immolating yourself -gws

Goodbye skins A purchase that should have never been An excuse to see her Spend time with her A toy to placate her How I hated those drums With their telltale heart rhythm Tapping quietly in the corner You will not be missed -gws

Sitting deep in my resentments Realizing they stem from loss and sorrow Of dreams eviscerated Of hard work and sweat made irrelevant Of a vision shattered and danced upon As if it was the wicked witch’s grave Years of work wiped away Passions extinguished leaving a scarred ruin of what was wonderful Hope of resurrection gasping away the opportunity for salvation with each passing day -gws