Indellible

Inks bled, boiled, and bubbled inside
Leaving a mark that's been there longer than it should
Rubbers tried to remove it, waters poured in its place
Still the mark was too dark, too heavy, too permanent to be erased

I have been living with the scar for an incredible amount of years
There's nothing that can remove the stain, I fear
And every time I gaze at the olden spot of my heart
Nothing escapes my eyes but a downpour of tears

Like that night, when upon my remembrance of promises passed
Reminding me of a future I once thought we had
Then how different our realities are of the moment
The dam broke and sobs escaped by parching lips.

I could write a million songs about the unspeakable sadness I feel.
But tonight when you talked to me in a casual manner, I wonder,
why the ink seemed more blurry than it has ever been.
For a moment I forget that it is there, every time you come near.

Maybe if you see the mark that he has left in the deepest corners of my heart
You will be able to hold out your hand and finger them thoughtfully
Your own scars rough against my own
And somehow look perfectly together down to our broken bones.