the past lingers like shards of glass
cutting where memories are still tender
broken shadows gather in corners
slipping between moments like ghosts
each step forward tugs at hidden wounds
where echoes of voices
whisper in the stillness
it is a quiet ache
a reminder that what was shattered
cannot be pieced back
it remains a haunting within
stitched to the bones
fading but never truly gone
Tag Archives: scars
A thousand burdens
parts of her still live
within that house
where stale smoke
still lingers in every corner
like a hazy memory
those thin walls
conceal all her secrets
from the prying eyes
of the world
old dirty floorboards
hold all her tears
that she counts
one by one
inside the grooves
that they live in
it’s the weight
of a thousand burdens
that keep her chained there
and all she can do now
is close her eyes
and remember
she doesn’t live there anymore
Inside these layers
and here we are
once again
completely naked
bare down to our souls
and in this moment
forgetting every scar
that we wear
inside these layers
where you and I
are free
bending to become one
and our bones
are no longer
our own
Delicate textures
you are the most
constant thought
in my mind
it feels like
the very element
of you
has found
all the cracks
in my bones
caressing
all the secrets
they keep hidden
deep within
it feels like
your whispers
rush through my skin
and into my veins
strumming
all the delicate
textures of my soul
Waiting in silence
the shadows rest
in the colors
of the walls
hidden in secrets
that keep me bound
I listen as silence
fills my lungs
waiting for time
to softly whisper
and fill my flesh
with memories
Glass doors
her eyes struggle
to open
as the sun
peeks though
the broken window
memories haunt her
to her core
but the scars
she still wears
behind glass doors
this little girl
still trapped between
these paper walls
where her secrets
still live
Scars
I want to
run my fingers
over every scar
you have
and listen
as you tell me
where each one
came from
Drift away
what if
I went away
into the stars
and so far away
into the universe
would you try
to find me
or let me
drift away
Silent whispers
with the sand
beneath her feet
she can feel
the ardent edges
of the world
at her fingertips
this vast space
fills her acrid bones
grasping
at her flesh
her silent whispers
lay easy
upon the earth
as her soul
fades
from the darkness
of the night
Scars
if only
every scar
was visible
to see
maybe
just maybe
you would
understand me
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