Tarnished Reflections
The razor strap always welted my skin
And quickly crippled my soul as a child
Balled flesh of a hand to my head a sin
The angry pain over time I have exiled
No tears fall now from my time of beating
Nor memories close by an anguished cry
Death to this parent came cold and fleeting
Turned away and not needing to know why
The luster of childhood never did glow
It was legs and arms I rolled into a ball
The betrayal of love was all that I'd know
Crumbling shadows on a tear-stained wall
The burnished days of youth I never knew
Its painful tarnish has always bled through
3/22/18 contest Tarnished Reflections
Copyright © Frederic Parker | Year Posted 2018
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