He was a touch of perfect
And yet perfect was never meant to last
And the problem seemed to stem
From when the present became the past
Over the years he changed
His familiar face I could no longer see
And it was a heart-crushing moment
When he was no longer who I knew him to be
© 2018 Michelle Cook
Writing prompt: A touch of perfect
Blood rushing through veins
Coursing so fast
Trying to escape
The source of its past
For the heart is full
Of evil and deceit
Tainted even more
By the devil at her feet
And lips turn bright red
With the taste of regret
And everyone’s surprised
Death hasn’t claimed her yet
But she has a secret
A cure hidden deep within
A sliver of hope
Found where it’s always been
© 2018 Michelle Cook
Leather straps
A memory of searing pain
The kind that leaves
An abusive stain
Lies to cover up
The cruelty and the hurt
Behind locked doors
Where punishment would flirt
Damaged beyond
What she even knew
This is what she thought
Every father would do
Then one day
She realized the truth
Those embedded scars remain
As deplorable proof
© 2018 Michelle Cook
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