Poem2021-02-28T08:31:17+00:00

fading scars

By: Connie A Barnes

The torment wraps itself around the heart
Like a wild vine.

The hunger for love and acceptance
Gnaws voraciously in the mind.

The tears flowing gently, softly caressing
Her lips like a sweet wine.

The pain, so subtle, yet, so strong
Waiting for a love to find.