Breaking With The Past

An edited version, of my poetic response, to Midnight_Mystery's poem, "Treasured Safety-pin". http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/midnight_mystery/686916/

Am sorry.

You feel

This need to

Befriend a safety pin
To feel alive.

Just

As you have
Your own scars
So do I.

Marking our journeys
Of sorrows and tears
From the past.

But

The past
Is exactly that
The past.

Time to disown
Your false friend
For a true
And loving person.