The scars

How to go on
When everything is lost
How to go back to your life
When the wounds go too deep

Bleeding
Aching
Burning

The cuts run across my chest
Right where you drew them
Reminding me of you
And me

Crying
Screaming
Pleading

I can't bring myself to hate you
The cuts tell me it wasn't a dream
Making it real
Making it the past

The wounds are
Burning
Aching
And finally scaring