I wore you like a bruise,
everytime I looked at you,
that pain became familiar.
Just by one touch, I could
feel the depth of our history.
I wore you like a bruise,
even if I dont see you, I feel you.
That bruise below my knee where
I was begging for you to stay,
to that deeply penetrated bruise over my heart
that just wont go away.
I wore you like a bruise,
trying to hide that part of me,
not realizing that the pain was superficial, it was only temporary.
You’re like the bruise Im no longer afraid to show,
because that pain only leads to recovery and growth.
I wore you like a bruise,
and you wore me like the freshly chewed gum on the bottom of your shoe.
With every step you make, you know that im there,
though in my mind, that piece of gum only represents
old paths and insecurities that I no loner walk or see.
I wore you like a bruise….
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