If I keep crying
The world might flood
Take comfort in the little things
The ones that keep me sane
Now that u are gone
There is no one to blame
For these permanent scars invisible to the naked eye
These scares that need stitching
Waveged welts, dark bruises
Crusting over,thick as rue
I had the knife in my palms,now you have it in your back
Who did it,not the defenseless guy,who would believe that?
U won the battle but I won the war
Now that I'm free
There are no strings on me
So these scares are not  sewn
But they give way to a new start
One with out tears and a broken heart
No more crying
This world is broken enough