Scarlet Letter
I sit all alone,
no one could ever know,
this scarlet letter that hides below.
It is burned slightly in my chest,
only where I know it rests.
My lovers haven't noticed,
the recessed skin that displays
there is a secret,
hiding in this place.
No matter how far my world
runs from the old places,
there is always this letter
settled deep within.
I look down and wonder
what could make the letter disappear,
then I realize,
it will always be there.
The letter will always hide,
secretly beneath the world's eyes.
It is a part of my flesh,
but not a part of my soul,
and though there may be a physical hole,
my heart is truly whole.
Copyright © Louise Picek | Year Posted 2006
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