Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Feb 2014
Old scars,
Scars of the wounds that use to be,
New scabs,
Scabs of drying blood from recent wounds,
Fresh wounds,
Wounds hidden from the rest of the world that bleed,
For only me to see
Written by
Miranda Lohnes
828
   Clayton
Please log in to view and add comments on poems