The pain
No, I can't escape it
It haunts even
My dreams
A crooked smile
Is not always
As it seems
Though I've tried
To believe
My heart
Would no longer bleed
Nothing could
Save me from
What disfigured me
The only revenge
Was a razor
Now rusted away
Yet the scars
Tell the story
Like it was yesterday
No surgeons knife,
No tattoo needle,
Could make
The scars stop screaming.....
