Today’s prompt was to write a ‘Stained’ poem. Kind of ended up being a ‘Scarred’ poem too, but meh! A short and sweet one, this one, but hope you enjoy…
Scars and Stains
Some stick with stubbornness
And shall always remain,
Any hope of cleanliness
From a filthy sin, sadly in vain.
These are the stains that mark
All of those messy mistakes.
Now standing out, sheer and stark
Cracking through skin, till it breaks.
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