Scars are memoriesA Poem by oh,hey.Tears crawling down her cheek, anger rises,it beings to peak, without thinking, without warning, it's their love that she is mourning.
Her sadness unleashed, much too wild, she cries and screams just like a child, uncontrolling, undevoting, it's his love that she is loathing.
What to fix, where to start, darkness creeps across her heart, forever cracked, forever broken, it's her life that he has sunken.
Voices constantly in her mind, she begs them please just to be kind, never pretty, never thin, she lets them out on to her skin.
Scars are memories, her reminder, to tell the voices they must be kinder. she is pretty, she is thin, she no longer lets them out on her skin. © 2013 oh,hey.Author's Note
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