my world is black right now
red blood on white floor
tiles blend with the drips
and appearent come the scars
i could hide my fear
wrapped in the notion of everything is fine
on the surface, i'm all there
but her face scarred has scarred me inside
one second she's white so pale
make her way to feeling sick
one turn, one step
hits her head and slips
and caught in the moment
i just stood there and froze
what has just happened?
then i'm hit by repeated blows.

yes, that's her.
yes, that's the floor.
yes, that's the blood.
yes, those will scar.
blackout.
awake in a different place
as the shock wears down
i see scars cross her face.

01/04/2003

Posted on 01/05/2003
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