Bruises will fade

For me,
  ones in passing,
    and i struggle to remember.

I bumped into something,
  moving a bit to fast.

I just see the aftermath.

Story of my life.

Tired of seeing bruises,
  and the pain in another pair of eyes.

Each time,
  anger is the first response,
     but not the one needed.

Time for healing,
  and a chance to think.

Reviews

[Jon Roggie]

I have to say this. I lashed out. This one brought back some old pain, and I was out of line. I am sorry, Kurayami.

[Kurayami]

This is a good poem. I suggest that you can read it aloud to yourself sometime because it could be spoken word poetry.

~Kurayami

[Jon Roggie]

One from twenty years ago. I still see my friend's bruises.

[Jon Roggie]

You got me Kurayami. I try not to delve to deep. I don't want to remember my friend's face. This still pisses me off. If you think this is just a simple pass off, screw off. You were not there, and you have no clue.

[Kurayami]

Ok. Sorry.

[Jon Roggie]

Settled down a bit. Sorry for lashing out.