Pale Scars
to a girl I saw, but never met.
i saw you waiting in line.
you tuck your long hair behind your ear
and your forearm catches my eye,
pale scars etched across from long ago.
what caused you to do this?
was it your boyfriend?
did he make another broken promise?
did you just feel alone?
did daddy yell at you?
saying you’ll never amount to anything?
maybe you locked yourself in your bedroom
and as he roared like a caged lion you escaped,
blocking out the pain with the high of a razor blade.
maybe you didn’t even know what to think.
couldn’t think of the right words to say
so you picked up that blade
you cut deep hoping to strike gold
and you did.
it bled out of the wound you created
but was it worth it?
did you really feel that release?
that freedom?
as tears trickled down your cheeks
they trickled down God’s
The Silent Witness
silent because you silenced Him
His arms won’t be deceptive
He won’t hit you like daddy
He won’t leave you like that boyfriend
He will just love you
He scarred Himself for you
i would say that to you
but i don’t even know you
so i just pray for you.
Wow - just wow!
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