You got a special place lol, this poem was good. The bruise on the face cold've have been stronger. I don't know, maybe something like this; "As thunder sending down lightening to strike the grounds surface to leave behind a scorched land across nature, Scars brun so deep within, since the day you left me all alone to bare this mark on my face, to remind me of what you did.
Good poem after all of that. xxxx