Scars
By English Rose
So many to hide, in my heart and mind Created by a vicious man, expressions of his love for me Everytime would be the last, he cried for forgiveness Maybe it was my fault, my tears seemed to anger him "Don't cry" he'd say, "I HATE it when you cry" Over time my bruises faded, my cuts healed But my heart grew weary, my spirit broken Scar tissue formed a protective shield, from him Fat, ugly, stupid, worthless, lazy his words resonate around my brain He hated me, loved me, abused me, married me Loving him was my first mistake, not leaving him was my last His power over me was strong, I lived in fear too long Freedom came and took me away, Now I have a chance to love againWritten today, lots of bad memories have come flooding back, needed to get the pain out. Written January 25th, 2002 © on Jan 25 2002 05:46 AM PST 18 • 0 • 1
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"So many to hide, in my heart and mind..."