Your scars remain before my eyes 
Even those you choose not to reveal 
Sensitive enough to yet bring tears 
A burden of grief that 
I cannot ease 
Dejectedly 
I sit and stare 
Feeling all of my wounds afresh 
Deep they reach into repressed 
Feelings which 
I ever hoped to hide 
Driven to our self-inflicted pain 
And compelled to re-live again 
All of our vulnerable yesterdays 
Thus we cope in our different ways 
Who can tell me where to hide 
What will make you whole inside 
Most things 
I know will never change 
Especially not the ones we wish 
I torture myself 
For I haven't any answers 
So in despair we continue on 
Fearful of another sunrise 
Of another harmful dream