(c) Simon Scott

Would that I could
Unwrite my bitter past
Take back my turns
Of embarrassment
Remorse and regret
All the moments
That sting my heart
Aching set in
From the mind above
Should I weave them
Together what a tapestry!
Unrivaled, unraveled
As the setting sun


2 responses to “Unraveled

You must be logged in to post a comment.

%d bloggers like this: