Scar of the Tear
Tear
A word with dual Meanings,
The effect of an emotion
And then the other;
To rip apart into pieces
My Scar of the tear,
Etches on my body in different concepts
One i got from mother nature on my thigh
111 of thorn marks
I fell and got back up
I rose and didnt die
One from a stray Dog
Wasnt her fault though,
Weary she had been from before
From her own scars that she bore
I think somehow her tail got broke,
From the way it looked,
It had been slammed into a door
The last from a car wreck
Airbag didnt deploy
And my teeth penetrated above the upper lip
Leaving 2 small lines scared probably forevermore
It was my fault i admit
Shouldnt have trusted myself that day
My head had been filled with her hateful noise
Took a second to long
And the 3rd happening tore the veil
And a part of me became void
Only to rise again, hoping it can be filled
With patience, i await it
Like a song by pink floyd
Copyright © Justin Worthy | Year Posted 2018
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