Pale Lines

After everyone left the room

You came and picked up my arm

You saw my scars

Running in pale lines

So you asked me why

And I told you it didn't matter...

But that was a lie

Reviews

[Bear]

I really enjoy dark poetry so I like where you are going but feel as if you only told half the story. Are you keeping something to yourself, maybe a secret that would complete the story? Another good writing exercise that showcases the range and scope of your creative powers. Give us more, we want more, please tell us there is more :~) Clap! Clap! Clap!

[K.M]

Thank you so much for your kind words Bear, you are so sweet!

[Coyote Poetry]

Honest words are hard when lead to honest talk or place. A lot said in the short poem. Thank you for sharing the excellent poetry.
Coyote