Just A Scar

I peel back the layers to find the skin you have not touched
Erasing the lines your fingertips traced down my back
Washing away the kisses you left on my neck
Blinding myself to your smile etched in my eyes
Deafening my ears to your promising voiced lies
I will remove the memory of all you were
Eliminating you til you become nothing but a scar

sometimes the broken pieces don’t fit,
they don’t go back together
like perfect puzzles made of glass.

sometimes you try to put the
pieces back together, and you come
away with ****** fingers

and jars full of jagged edges
and missing shards,
nothing like the pieces of art they once were.

of picking cotton almost
or fruit from trees
you ***** a finger
bruise a knee
the children now
so brought up
without need
think a lack
of wireless is the end of the world
but
I see young men
strong going to war for our country
like my generation
and those before me did
so I hold out hope
that not all this new
generation is blind
and all about greed
some
are
truly like my and mine before
see
beyond this horizon

I've always heard
How miserable those people are
The ones who feel to much.

But I've never understood
How they could be hurting more than those
Who cannot  feel a thing.

Thank you for stalking me.  
You are my number one fan.
Thank you for stalking me and changing my poems on the internet.
Would you like my autograph?
Thank you Hacker you hack my poetry pages and change my poems around to let me know you're stalking me.  I feel so important.