She’s walking this lonely road
Her passion turns to coal
The madness is taking over
The love thing is getting old
Her heart starts to shatter
As her truth start to unfold
Never realize she was selling her youth
For her gold
Her tattoos match her personality
They tell her they love her but here comes reality
She’s a *** she’s a **** she’s a masterpiece
  But Picasso couldn’t live to stroke that catastrophe
-jeffrey A

Tracing the outline of your scars
Is like reading your soul.
The stories they can tell.
Just more parts to your whole.
Never cover them,
Do not be ashamed
Your scars show the truth
Of life filled with love and pain.
They are a part of you,
What makes you truly whole
I'll trace the outline of each scar
To better understand your soul.

Burnt within his heart's agony
Forsaken by the moon
Bestowed by her eternal curse
He couldn't breathe
He's drowning in fear
The innocent he'd slayed
These dreams only made it worse

His prose structured constellations
Aligning to his onus
Reliance to the innocence that still resides
Wondering why the stars denied him
The hopes he had, diminished in an instant

"Why me!!?"
He growled with remorse
He didn't want this
He became what he hated
He became the vital source of hatred

His only solace was the sun
He once relented the only source-
That gave him light
Light of hope that never runs out

Staring at that silver spear
He picked it up, smiling
*And ended his life