I feel the pull
I feel the lashes
I feel the pain
yet I leave the wound gaping
I leave it open
for those to see the way to hurt
the way to pain
yet how that is a way to grow
a way to grow
and I show them the way to heal
see my pain
see my scars
and watch this one form
and watch the old ones melt away
back into the skin
watch me heal
watch the hope I use
to mend the scars
watch me heal
watch the logic I use
watch the love I use
to clean the wound
to close the wound
and watch the pain of the cleansing
watch the pain of the stitching
watch the pain of the time
taken to heal
and hope used to beautify the scar
and melt it away
melt these hurts away to the skin from which it came
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O' I take Emotion
Teen FictionI posted these poems in the order I wrote them, thus the first, nor the last is the best. I really hope these poems make you think, and here's a sample I take a look around and I see not faces but places places were faces are hid hid behind the wome...
