Recompense

The memories are shadows etched severely into glass
The smoke of embers wafting indiscretions from the past
Ensconced in trepidation under some veil of transparency
Blisters from that flame continue their metamorphose to ash from coal
Scattering upon the wind of thoughts and dreams
Breathed in, absorbed as a remnant within her soul
Malignant mass of snarled risk anchoring to a troubled mind
Too many scars remain of the creature left behind
Listen carefully with an open heart as she whispers how she is doing fine
Interlaced between the smile and the stain
She lingers to the hope that her whispers are not in vain
Forever carrying the severely carved shard of broken trust
The blood has dried and left behind the putrid, flaking crust
Now that his time ceased its journey pray, it turned to dust
Rinsing down the drain and from the skin, the evidence of sin
Never revealing the shard is deeply rooted within