Adorned With Scars

Just another reminder;
Of my past.
Yet another pain;
That will always last.

Across my skin;
The trace of the blade.
That I drew like a picture;
That will never fade.

Each one was with the intent;
To leave all this behind.
A way to go to the other side;
And see what good I could find.

I felt alone then;
And I thought it’d get me somewhere.
Now its just another thing;
That I must bare.

© Fallen 2005