As she looks at the window
Past comes rushing past her
Feeling the past tears run down her cheeks
The words of hate that are forever in her mind
The bruises she still feels them
But the colors have been gone for years  
Threats of death whisper behind her
Can't help it
Scar for life
Some have fade
Others are contrasting to her skin
And mind
But she grins through it
She can't help the past
Returning