Her eyes begin to burn
As this acid runs down her face
Scarring her once beautiful features
With memories of distaste

From my poem: The Girl With Scars on Her Face

In my heart,
That is where my secrets dwell.
They beg to be heard.
From my mouth, I'll never tell.

(From my poem: Deathly Secrets)

xox
Elisha

This is what I wish:
To drift of into eternal peace,
Never to wake again.
And have my endless misery cease
This is what I want in the end

(taken from my poem: The Battle Has begun)

~*~Elisha~*~

I'm scared I've lost sight of you
So scared that my memories have faded
I know I can't bring you back,
I know I've lost, and I hate it.

(this was going to be the beginning of a poem but i decided to make it a "quote"...kinda...)

Sometimes people put up walls. Not to keep others out...but to see who cares enough to tear them down.

My razor,
The one I used to call "friend"
The only one that was there for me,
When my long days would not end.

(Taken from my poem, I Won)

~XOXO~
Elisha

You left me with one thing
Something you didn't intend
You left me with a scar on my heart,
Something that won't mend.

(taken from my poem: My Broken Love)

~*~Elisha~*~

The scars show my past
They show where I have been
The memories of war
And never peace within

(From my poem; My Silent Scars)

~*~Elisha~*~

Yes, its true.
I have scars on my arms
but I am not some kind of a freak.
They are memories when I have fallen apart, they are times when I was weak...

...And when our lips touched for the very first time, I knew that you would always be mine...

~*~Elisha~*~