So many shouts and so many cries
Disappearing into thin air
Staring at the reflection, that I despise
As the minute passes, rolling in wrath
They wouldn't fade, I tried
As my fingers tread the known path,
Drowning amongst the bruises
Some part of me voluntarily died.
Red, Blue, now baneful Black
The wounds that don't seem to heal
Trembling, fresh from another whack
This one from the whip, the one I still feel.
That one, from the cane
As memories of the past reappear,
All throughout the burning pain
Struggling, fighting back every tear
Oh how it hurts to even glance
Loathing the blood I bleed
What i'd give to end it all, that one chance
I'm permanently Scarred, painfully indeed.
