There will still be
lingering scars
on my heart
from when he cut
those words into it.

They never quite go away.
All those words,
and letters,
that live on the paper,
also live in reality,
in my head,
my heart.
The only way to destroy them
is if I destroy myself.

But I am destroying myself.

          
            "scars" pt 1.
                    d.s