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Scars

The blade goes in
Penetrates the skin
Blood starts the flow
Seeps through my clothes

My pain with the blood escapes
Under the liquid, a ravine gapes
No hurt to thwart my action
No longed for satisfaction

The clots come too soon
A fresh slit spells my doom
Too deep to heal
My life to now steal

Bandages capture the blood and pain
Not allowed to flow freely again
Why won’t they let me go?
I hate them, myself, the facade, the show

I reach for the bottle looming
Pills tumble down my throat assuming
No one to catch me this time
I wait for the sleep to bring me to life

Again I am saved against my will
All I wanted was to surrender to the pill
Escape to the shadows, let them take me
I’m worth nothing to nobody

I have too many scars to count
Only God knows the true amount
Inside and out they refuse to heal
Maybe they will when I relent and kneel