Cured?
Do you think that I am cured? because of these fading scars,
And all that I endured was left behind.
That you have been excused of sin.
And now moved on I am of sane mind?
Because of hidden anger turned within.
Do you think that I am happy with my improved life?
Or am I forever scarred, mourning still?
A damaged body, twisted mind.
If you looked inside you'd find,
me screaming still, hurting still, yearning still,
for fresh blood and enough pain to feel peace.
Written by [email protected] on 11th April 2002
