Scarlet Letter

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  • Dedicated to Chris
                                        

Sometimes I close my eyes,
And I take a trip to the darker side;
Sometimes I just wish I could forget,
All the things I try so hard not to regret.

Sometimes I move forward and take ten steps back;
Sometimes it’s hard for me to separate fiction from fact…
Then there’s all the times that I just hold my breath,
As I try not to remember that I’m scared to death.

It’s so easy to get caught up in this whirlwind romance,
So easy for me to pretend that we might just have a chance;
And it hurts too much to admit that you deserve better,
But I’m damaged goods and you’re my scarlet letter.

It’s moments like this that truly take my breath away;
Memories like this that I’ll save to pull out on a rainy day…
And even if we don't make it, I think that you should know;
I'll never regret loving you, and baby I hope that it shows.

Until you, my life was always black and white;
Things were either wrong or they were right...
And maybe this is all just a game that you play,
But you're the only thing I don't see in shades of gray.

It was so easy for me to get caught up in this whirlwind romance,
And so easy for me to pretend that we might just have a chance;
And it hurts too much, baby, to admit that you deserve better,
But I’m still damaged goods and you’re still my scarlet letter.

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