the shooting star began to fade
life caught up
the crimson shade
of fear and despair
rolled down my arm
past numerous older scars
that line my skin
like strawberry kisses
the pain is real
as i give in
to think what life has given to me
for giveth thou hath taken
and my life begins to faken
for with every kiss
comes consequence
which though i shant believe
i try to achieve
the fear is all too real
when will they believe
what is me
and not a facade
for them to taketh away

aN: I didn't attempt to punctuate it for fear of doing it wrongly. If anyone can punctuate it correctly please conctact me! As always comments are appreciated.