Down To The Bone Poem by Marza Pam

The scars you see
Are really much more deep
The farther you delve
The colder I've felt
The harder I fight
The more you cry

The scabs and bleeds
None have yet to see
Rule my life so very tightly
All that can be felt
In my life unending
Is greif and loss few have understanding

So if you wish to know me
You must gvo deeper and dig
In order to know me
You should probably be a masachist
To dig so deep you see the core,
Is something few know anymore.

But to be know my life,
Down to the bone you must go.
To be in my life
A part of it you must become