please
understand my heart
when bleeds
only sorrow the red stain
remains upon each
item of memory
a haunting symbolic nightmare
meant only to shore upon pain
so often
questions waiting remain
the confusion of what ifs
lives tied around
loose ends
loose ends
loose ends
where do they begin and end
knots or clumps
of a tangle in barbed-wire
tearing at our flesh
later scars
tearing apart any happiness
bits of awkward sunshine
screaming to peek
inside
doors sub-consciously slammed
years ago
forget about
the lightness of being
we kept ourselves too far away
to ever imagine
hearing her
cry
alone
© Scott F Savage 2019
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