My marks are disappearing,
the cat has finally learned no.
They're gone,
physical scars faded.
For now.
I don't think it will last.
But,
it's not because I got stronger.
No,
I didn't decide it was too unhealthy
to treat my body with total disregard
and allow it to fill up with scars.
Sadly, no,
I didnt' stop beause someone cared enough
to make me stop.
Oh no,
it's nothing good like that.
It's because it's not the same.
I don't reach the same high
I used to
when blade met flesh.
Doesn't do for me
the way it did before.
That my friends,
is the reason my scars have stopped.
Sad,
isn't it?
Oct.-6-09 10: 00-ish p.m.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Girl you are too young to have a heart of ice who broke your heart? anyway well express