My skin is intact <br />But there are scars you don't see <br />Scars on wounds still festering, <br />Scars still bleeding on a soul <br />Hurt and damaged to often. <br />I keep looking for something, someone <br />Who will mend these wounds, <br />Be my salve and salvation, <br />Soothe away the pain that goes deep within, <br />Bandage up my soul, like new, <br />And kiss it all better. <br />I don't know that this person exists, <br />The one with the power to heal <br />All the scars I carry inside me, <br />So for now I just lick my wounds, <br />And wait.<br /><br />Sandra Brennan<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/scars-still-bleeding/
