All.my.fault

Scars hang on my fragile skin.
--Reminding me that I cannot win.
Bruises lay in places that are weak.
--An escape is something I fearsomely seek.
Cuts and scrapes remain only for a short time.
--The blood stains on the walls are mine.
My tears are smeared into a revengeful shame.
--For letting this happen...
...I\'m the one to blame...

(c)
-by Deanna Hill