i look at my body
and see the scars of yesterday
once bright against my skin
now faded and white
and i wonder if my soul is healing
in the same way as my body
all the foot prints left by careless 'lovers'
and the bruises from a raging father
there were too many wounds to count yesterday
and it hurt so much
but maybe today some will have healed
and it won't be so painful
and maybe by tomorrow some of the scars will fade
and it won't hurt at all
