Write about: battle scars.
Two nights in a row of falling asleep before accomplishing anything blog related is a pretty spectacular fail on my part. Sorry about that, and I hope it doesn't happen again.
I should probably just get to my take before sleep wins again.
I haven't forgotten about the yearlong prompt, by the way. Just trying to get caught up on comments a little bit before the next installment hits.
The old wounds are still tender
Despite the passing of the years;
He tries to hide the flinches
But does better with his tears.
Words still hurt and trust's long gone -
Too many promises were broken.
She tells him that she's changed now
But he hears the lies unspoken.
She wants back in but he says No -
He can see where things are going.
One day his guard would drop and
His blood would once more be flowing.