bleeding through scars
that supposedly healed
no band-aids on me
only a scab shield
I'm gasping through water
that's supposedly No longer there
no raft to save me
only lungs hold the air
I'm breathing through the condemned
that's supposedly just fine
no way to live here
A life I'll take of mine
Silent Speaker
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/bleeding-through-scars/
