Heal the wound before it hurts
But it will still leave a scar
Brush the ashes under the rug
But it's like keeping them in a jar.

The scar is a reminder
Though you never felt the pain
And the ashes carry a memory
Like a carpet stain.

Let the scar be a part of you
But not what has the say
And don't brush the ashes under the rug
Just let them blow away.