faint lingering white and red
lines traced across my wrists
and down my legs,
the wind all back up
and lead to one place.
my heart lays a thousand tiny shards
that shred my skin
and then i cant really remember
even how it would all begin.
but the real scars
they run deep
they are on the inside
they are all the screts that
i try to keep.

xoxo
Ellie J