I bear my scars daily,
Everybody does,
Some evident, others fading,
Silently without fuss,
Physically painful,
Emotionally unbearable,
The burden they lay on me,
Makes me want to disappear,
Shun me, throw me away,
Watch my disarray,
Leave me to bleed to death,
Find me, save me, make me stop,
As I fall deeper,
Into this never ending pool of darkness.
The cuts are through choice,
Though their meaning not clear,
They are my only voice,
What really hurts is deep within,
My most painful scars can't be seen,
Buried deep, strong impact,
Fatal warning, it's too late,
Out comes the weapon, you're irate,
Into your wrists, await your fate,
Shun me, throw me away,
Watch my disarray,
Leave me to bleed to death,
Find me, save me, make me stop,
As I fall deeper,
Into this never ending pool of darkness.
Watching the blood spill out,
You have no doubts,
It gives you a sense of life,
As you cut deeper with the knife,
The sense of relief,
Removing the grief,
Feeling whole again,
Shun me, throw me away,
Watch my disarray,
Leave me to bleed to death,
Find me, save me, make me stop,
As I fall deeper,
Into this never ending pool of darkness.
The scar you have made,
One day will fade,
But what you feel inside,
Can't be denied,
Can't be hidden with long sleeves,
That's the one that makes you heave,
Shun me, throw me away,
Watch my disarray,
Leave me to bleed to death,
Find me, save me, make me stop,
As I fall deeper,
Into this never ending pool of darkness.
The blood is so pure,
When you feel dead,
The knife can ensure,
That you are alive,
The healer of pain,
Buried within,
The knife comes to your rescue again.
Never ending, Satan loving.
Broken hearts and mixed up feelings,
Cursing with words of fury,
Bleeding in and out,
The scars of glory.
