Tattoo

That mark you had engraved let you recall those days….when you were on the run from yourself…….using the illusion of a relationship to justify the most ignorant behavior…..but even this calamity had it’s purpose….a diversion……thinking I was doing a service to someone who deserved it …….meanwhile being scammed and going along with the show…..because it consumed time I would have spent drinking……..when I was far enough away from a drink reality set in and the gig was up…….the Raven who always delivers messages was trying to reach me but I was immersed in your illusion……….years later  the woman I married said the Raven could stay but your name had to go and I had just forgotten about it.. …… you played your part and I played mine…….neither of us are very good actors……it is what it is.         Ttucro

1 Comments

  1. Sydnei Archie on July 16, 2021 at 2:17 am

    I look at the tattoos I have now and I am reminded of a particular time in my life… nostalgia… such a confusing thing, really. You think that they are good memories when really a great number of them are engulfed in pain. Wanting to feel the needle rather than feel my feelings. Sometimes I feel regret when looking at a few of them BUT at that time in my life it seems like ink was the only thing I could commit to. Crazy, the pain that drove me to the needle reminds me that I have lived and loved freely enough to regret…