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Feb 2015
Can I wash it away?
His scent and stain
using my tears and pain
Will it ever escape my brain

Maybe one day
I can escape the scars
that are left on my brain and mar
the eyes once filled with stars

I can only pray
That soon my screamsΒ 
Will melt from my dreams
Like your fingernails ripped my seams

Will it wash away?
The bruises on the edges of my heartΒ 
The passion of the embrace was lovely, in part
But passion turned to hatred and I fell apart

Will it ever wash away?
I often hope it the pain will stay
so I won’t live another day
longing to lay
with a face that will never wash away
Caleb Dempsey
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Caleb Dempsey  ATL//LYH
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