3 Scars and A Heart

Those sad painful scars,
Were left by your hand.
My blackened broken heart,
Was turned into sand.

These crimson scars, I know,
Will always keep me here.
Though I also know that
My heart will never be cleared.

You made these scars,
And made them discomfort.
You broke my heart,
And made it distorted.

Happiness and joy,
Will never heal my scars.
My heart can't be fixed,
Because you cut it with stars.