Just One More Scar
My resolve was solid:
An unmoving stone,
Covered in cold scars
From years of being alone.
I was never attached.
I kept my distance.
But you... drew me in
Despite my resistance.
Fascination, curiosity,
Grew to admiration.
Then gave rise to delusion:
My ultimate aberration.
I forced myself to think
That the signs were misleading.
That maybe somehow
I was just bad at reading.
But like dawn breaks,
The truth comes out.
I wanted to kill,
I wanted to shout.
My unmoving resolve
Demanded blood!
But before I could speak
Tears came, in a flood.
Now my resolve fails,
Faltering as I watch from afar.
The stone freezes again.
After all... it's just one more scar.
Copyright © Brynne Cua | Year Posted 2010
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