Scars

It was him
The man I always feared
The man I held dear
 
He was there
Among the shadows
Among my soul
 
His message written 
In my flesh and bones
 
He taught me how to write
To hold a bloody knife
 
His shadow
It taught me fear
 
Fear taught me
It showed me
 
Pain was always mine to endure
 
We made these scars
We wrote them into our bones
We bleed them from our flesh
 
She taught me
She taught me to heal
 
This wonder
This girl
She taught me love
She showed me light
 
Now I embrace
With no more cold nights
 
We are no longer alone
I am no longer alone
This shadow will be known
 
His shadow 
Will one day fear the light
For I have
Seen hope take flight
 
It was him
It is him
The shadow
The shadow brought to light
 
I have
I have taught myself
I have taught myself to heal
 
These scars do not define me
They only make me heal
 

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