Teenage drama?
That was child's play,
melodramtic and small.
This is the big kid stuff.
This kills for the real on the inside.
And I don't think I'm ready;
The pain's too fresh, too cruel.
I can't even use the words
to tell of what he did.
It will leave me open and gasping,
trying to hold myself together.
But I won't be able to heal this time.
The wounds too deep,
scar's too thick.
I won't be healed this time.
Even God can't fade this wound..
But I know he tries.
