Like a blood stain
on a white shirt
is how hard it is
to erase the pain
you have caused
As my mind flashes back
my heart bleeds like
it is a new scar

Just like a blood stain
would ruin a white shirt
that is how you ruined this glowing,
forever smiling face of mine
turned it into a grumpy,
saddened mime

Thoughts come and go
heart pumps to and fro
But the pain is resistant
like a blood stain
on a white shirt

I would brush
I would scour
I would bleach
I would give it time
hoping it will cease to pain
But the pain remains
like a blood stain
on a white shirt