I'm like one of those walls.
you know the kind, you carve your name so people know you were there
just look at my arms,
my legs,
my back.
Filled with names
of people who loved
of people who hurt
of people who never cared
I'm scarred,
a scratched,
worthless piece
of what I used to be.
but you,
oh you, you are the one
who carved a hole straight through me
right through my chest,
a Fatal hit.
But don't worry,
everyone knows
you were here