I' ve cut to deep this time
the seams of my veins are open
my blood is seeping through
will they ever heal?
the cover is slipping
my skin is bare
these wounds are unprotected
and all i have is this scarlet lace
to mask the evidence of my pain
time is the only thing that can heal my wounds
and i 'am the only thing that can destroy them
in darkness and pain i can hide them
but in peace and serenity they illuminate
my scars are transparent
i can see right through them
my blood runs cold
as it drips down my bare skin
leaving it's florescent trace for the whole world to see
no matter how hard i try to forget these horrible reminders
i will always be able to see them
and so will you
