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