the black mark

you know what it is.  

that thing.

you hope goes undiscovered.  

you can’t reverse it.

you want to disown it.

it’s not that bad.

it’s just not great.

but it’s left a mark.

a stain.


on your heart.

stuck in your brain.

a moment in time you chose what you chose.



answering the gnawing inside.

so long ago.

that subtle line crossed.

leaving a small little stain.

i saw it today.

no surprise.

no shock.

no disappointment

and no joy.

to know secrets 

from such a long time ago

just sorrow

and mourning.

the loss of self.


it left a stain.

on you.

on her.

i saw it.




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