Scars That Bleed (original)

I remember.
I recall details
I see the darkness
Touch the emptiness
Feel the pain
Flashbacks.

Delicately
I hold
Red memories
Flushing out.

I brush
my fingers
over the scars
Hardened
And solid.

I remember
I recall
I see
Touch
Feel
Break open the solid,
Red memories
Flushing out.

I remember.