Scarred

scars of a different planet

of a time now long gone

faded into bony flesh

almost faded, but not yet there 

with a bend of the wrist

the scar darkens

making it susceptible

to those that care

but few are those

few are those that care

for a scar on the wrist

is hardly worth a glance

but the owner of that scar

hates the darkened red

hates it so much

but only cuz she cares

the scar is mirrored

to a scar in the heart

to one that hurts more

the one stored away

but as the scar reappears

its return shows a sign

that as a scar will forgive

the heart will in time

Reviews

[TeardropsOnMyHeart]

ahhhh! amazing

[Rose]

Amazing i love your poems!