Battle Scars

Every waking second that passes, your memory vexes my cerebellum I have attempted every technique available to eliminate your lovely face You have long since exonerated us, yet like a cretin I continue to saunter Why won't you evaporate and leave me to rejuvenate my inner peace? With every breath I take, I taste the bitter yet sweet essence of you Oh my dearly beloved why do I still possess this deep level of affection? For you after all the hell that I have had to sustain just to keep us ablaze The gift that you once gave me was one of a rare yet amazing nature But it has faded and I have been left with the imprint of a harrowing scar By Glenn McCrary © 2011 (All rights reserved)