I have been crying all the time but you don't seem to care
Every day and yet Remain unaware A heart covered Lingering scars only I am able to see Over years Drop by drop Blood spilled out of me Leaving trails of splattered mistakes in my wake as I go Prints of regret showing which to not follow
Yet I never seem to correct my mistakes
As the night shifts, the glass prints
The universe retorts and restores Connective strands pulls from dark Exposed from the rumbled tosses Mosses generate, diversified integration Masses inaugurated in magical reality Electrified from the syndical sorrows Tarots of the forgiven, sad sung songs The tree branches held strong as I slid The town halls illuminated to capture A magnificence of a nature umbilical Enclosed in the warmth of the placenta My centre cored on the base of the earth A need to belong on grounded dense soil Calm tornados and typhoons unheated Treated in fountained grace of existence
drip-stain left on coffee cups is intriguing. No two are the same, even if the same person drinks from them. But they aren't all that different either. A light tan drip stains around the opening in the lid of each coffee cup. Some are surrounded by lipstick prints. Others are just a coffee drip-stain.
Relationships are fingerprints
Each becomes You Whorls spinning into seamless Connections Chaotic cosmos Never Removed Forever Embed Touch The world Leave a mark CopyRight©2015 Kelly Chase All Rights Reserved
The walls around my mind
Are Japanese screens With intricate designs Of memory Printed on them Easy to break But easy to repair The walls around my heart Are made of obsidian They protect a delicate city Untouched, as of yet, by human hands Hard to break When they do How much damage will be done?
Some guys will leave lip prints on your body that will fade away, but will leave cuts in your heart that will last forever.