cross the scars

in a moment of weakness
every thought burns up
the bridges we use
to connect the pain

a chain reaction
of what could have beens
so why do we return to
those who damage us?

they set us on fire
time and time again
until we’re burned out
and all skin is torched

cross the scars, burns
don’t heal over burns
we can’t find the strength
to reveal our own skin