Scars

Scars....

They hurt you

They make your anger go away

the anger you have at the world 

you bleed,

cry,

scream,

ask for help 

no one comes to help 

until there is someone 

reaches down to pick you up 

to help you

get you better

then

drops you leaves you sitting,

bleeding more

crying more,

screaming more 

all you want is ONE person to care for you and not ever to leave you