physical and mental scarring
fading with age
brownign, blurring
suffering every day
but continues stirring
mindlessly lingering
mythodically fingering
blades of a razor
and quaint gassoline flame.
robotic whistling
through storm and through rain
smiling to somehow
break free from the pain.
as her scars fade away
slowly, so does she.
but she keeps in mind
one day shell be free.