A Blemish

After considerable scrubbing, my attempt is in vain Black blotches in my memory of you Liturates my mind, still; It's too stubborn a stain Every time I mentally scrape off the charcoal hue Mud spatters all over it; besmirching it once again Images of us keep cluttering my mind, it never clears Stained, toxic memories of our failed love refuses to wane Haunts me continually, after all these years STANDARD CONTEST 195,any form,any,theme,upto a max of 8 (E I G H T) lines Sponsored by Brian Strand (Winner: 1st Place) Date written and posted: 08/21/2018