Shattered Scars
Red hot sensations,
How she loves them so.
Caught in the moment,
Nothing is wrong.
Hours pass,
What did she do.
She swore she wouldn't,
Again and again.
Yearning to ban them,
The demons from her core.
The evil to seep out.
Scars mark her broken heart,
The pain that no one see's.
Locking her soul away,
Giving no one the key.
Why does she allow this,
Night after night.
Can't he see her stone cold face,
Can't he see her tears?
Tears that turn to blood,
Dripping down her limbs.
He has to see her pain,
It's written on her skin.
Copyright © Stephanie Oakland | Year Posted 2017
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