Deliverance

You hold me captive with your soft brown eyes
Your voice shakes my very soul when you speak my name
My min is foggy when I see your form
I am your slave, I am your love

Scars

Scars of new and scars of old
Scars tell of a story once told
Of a blade or razor coated in blood
Of a person filled with anger and angst
Of someone who takes pleasure in pain
Accidents happen to those who care
But those few who don't are safe
Their scars are a form of art
A form of compassion, or a form of love
Their scars mean something to them
Whether they are memories of pain or love
Whether they are feelings held up inside
Scars of old and scars of new
What do they mean to you?