Cover up the open scars that still bleed under the surface.
Showing you,
They mock you with you're weaknesses.
Tender to any touch.
Rub it the wrong way and you will run away, far away.
Leaving you cold,
It leaves you praying for the pain to end.
Cross you're fingers.
Another set of prayers unanswered and leaving you hopeless.
Calling a name,
Calling any name to help end this anguish.
To end this exacerbating pain.
Now you curse the name that left you this way, the name that left you alone.
Hoping for,
Making you lust for revenge.
Wanting them to pay.
The festering knife wound still leaving a fine scar.
On you're back,
Leaving a fine scar on you're chest.
Breathe, you're peace is almost near.
It comes in the name of vengeance.
