Bury it Deep


Seething hatred of self

A burning of hope leaving you without the remains of love

Driving nails into your soul

The lack of recognition of what remains of the soul

A cold depth of bottomless grey

Oh how I remember you

Scars I couldn't reveal to the world if I cut them out myself

Bloodless marks of your endless touch upon me

You have marked me for life in a way none will know

None but those you have shared the barbed edge of that blade with

We remain

The remains

We bury deep what you did to us

And it does not matter

For we remain

The remains