Scars
Between the shadows of the past
within reflections, mirrored glass
I see the hurt. It's holding fast
beneath the smiling face.
Among the memories, I regret
I haven't figured out just yet
Why does it stay? Why can't I let
it be another place?
Yet, to the forefront it remains
with present situation reigns.
I must admit my heart complains
it's presence can't erase.
Copyright © Sherry Bradley | Year Posted 2021
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