Every little drop has come from pain
Dripping regrets down on the walls
Wrote apologies on the bathroom sink
And hid the mess in lines of words.
Every little line is a memory
Perfect permanence within a scar
Each parallel, each a missing piece
of reasons from which they came.
These words are nothing short of empathy
There's always truth in the eyes of the hurt
The message has been dried and wiped away
Yet there's a crude carving on the temple forever.
© 2014
Feb 3, 2015
Feb 3, 2015 at 7:08 PM UTC
Every little drop has come from pain
Dripping regrets down on the walls
Wrote apologies on the bathroom sink
And hid the mess in lines of words.
Every little line is a memory
Perfect permanence within a scar
Each parallel, each a missing piece
of reasons from which they came.
These words are nothing short of empathy
There's always truth in the eyes of the hurt
The message has been dried and wiped away
Yet there's a crude carving on the temple forever.
© 2014
