The scar traces

The scar traces

Your cruelty left

Ran deep with rivulets of tears

A river of pain that flowed

From my soul

And when you scorned the river that bled

Who and what was it you denied?

Was not your own pain

The same

Or did you just chose to forget

What it was to be small vulnerable

Lonely and hurting?

When you denied what I feel

You shut the door on your own soul

So profoundly

Now there is no more weeping to be done

My pain has all run dry

When I bled from your invisible cuts

It was a blood letting

Now my scars have healed

They are reminders

To never again

Expose my tender flesh

To such cruelty

Such poison barbs