I peel you off
Snake shedding its skin
A little blood and pain
A pure recompense
And you are gone
The remnants shrivel
Curl and crackle
Like dying embers
In firelight at night
And you are gone
Fresh skin will rise
To cover scars I’ll hide
Rivulets of memory
The naked eye can’t see
And I am gone
The bitterness will fade
Photos in a journal
Hidden in the closet
But I never will forget
How I am gone
Unforgiven days
A lesser turn of head
You never took my hand
Affection leached away
And we are gone
A solemn pupil here
Learning of the dark
How pity is a pearl
Lost deep within its shell
And we were gone
(c) Helen Valentina 2014, All Rights Reserved
For mindlovemisery’s prompt at: http://mindlovemiserysmenagerie.wordpress.com/2014/11/09/prompt-80-unforgiven/
helenvalentina 
Oh wow Helen this is genius!
Thank you!! 🙂
something so sad and deep is beautiful to read as well!! especially that last stanza!
Thanks so much!! 🙂 🙂
Beautiful. Emmanuel Kant only thought about Sublime Beauty and Frightening Beauty. He did not think of Beauty that is sad. PB Shelley saw that he said
The sweetest songs are those that sing of saddest thoughts
You did not see the tear hidden in the kiss
The heart knew what was, indeed, amiss
The eyes searched along the endless sky
No light to be seen there anywhere! I sigh
Thank you, and thank you for posting the Shelley piece, it is indeed very lovely!! 🙂 🙂
Wow! I love this!. Heartbreakingly beautiful.
Thanks so much!! 🙂