Well positioned thoughts of you

us

happen
continuous
without provocation...

sure
words and pictures
trigger a sadist's maze of memories

no escaping
the way your fingers can still softly trace the overgrown skin

our scars
well created

and nothing left within the reality of days come and gone

or those I happen to still wish upon


time to attempt again

what I failed to accomplish
yesterday

even the hottest water
combined with my best -to overcome-
intentions





leave me wishing I never woke
repeating
the same
self defeating
delusional
decontamination




*inspired by "Coming Clean" - Dejected Worth_