Residue

I fight the battle.
Ignore what cuts me
Releasing pain. Truth
Runs cold over me.
Invisible aches
I suffer the images
Reflections turning
My insides. I stare
Into eyes.
Promise smiles.
Lies-dormant knots
Wake up. Once
Shoved away, cast aside
Creep back.
Forced to see, feel
What peels
Away my concrete layers
I am brought down
But I lift them up.
Refusing to let
My residue be
Their future.