inside

wounds that rip tear and shred
this
allready weakend body
leave red running welts of hurt
and agony
yet again they heal...
a few more scars
a few more reminders
of a pain and burden
sometimes to heady to bear
screams of rage shatter the night
tears of pain splatter the floor
insubstantial but all encompassing
a pain of the soul a pain of the mind
waiting for a release to come
waiting for the soul to be at peace
for the scars are unseen but crawling around
the pain is constant
all alone on the inside