Thought that wound was sealed
never to bleed again.
Guess it never really healed
'cause it's open again.
Thought I had forgotten you
but you never left.
After all the hell we went through
Nothing should be left.
All I have is my blood
that you have shed.
Bathing in the torrent flood,
wishing me dead.
Took everything I own;
have nothing more.
You skinned me to the bone,
lumped on the floor.
Guess that wound never sealed
'cause it's bleeding again.
Guess it will never be healed.
Here we go again.
© Jerry Langdon 2016
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