Scarred by days so painful
A history almost made folly
By actions around you
Actions that bruised
Bruised the blanc skin
That protected you just enough
You watched the cherry blossom fall
From the cracks in your cage
A cage lit only by glimmers of light
Falling through the veins that lined the ceiling
Water veins from days gone by
Tis those same
Almost forgotten days
That have burned their mark
In places no-one ever thought to look
And now in the moonlight
You sit on the pontoon
Conjuring courage
Conjuring magic to rid you of your scars...