Scars
Yesterday was different, I had hope, Of a better life and a complete me. Today has changed it. Things remain the same, Its the same old me and the same old pain. Yesterday I dreamt of a pursuing a dream, Driving a car or letting out a scream. My heart pounds giddily, It cannot hold the weight, Of the unshared pain and scars that cut through veins. Tonight I wish to curl by your feet, Ask you to run your fingers through my unruly hair. Untangle the knots, let my hair flow, Heal my scars let me live.