You scold me for the scars on my body But do you know how Amazing it feels when the pain Empties out into the world?
You frown upon me for The gashes I used to relieve the Swelling of the aching in my heart
How could you understand that sensation?
You tell me there is people that has been Through worse But those drown in 6 feet of water Are just as dead as those who Drowned in twelve.
You yell at me for retracing the scars that have faded but forget they recut wounds in my heart.
You say the razor is not the way To heal But don’t help me Find a better way to mend to mend tears In my soul.