Take a look what's left
Beneath the worn and tattered flesh
Cut yourself again
On a piece you couldn't mend

Abrasions left undressed
Leave a stain of those who've left
Cradled in distress
Robbed of innocence

A child's buried in a rotten youth
And now it haunts in once forgotten truth
Look at what they've done to you
It's time to stare into the seething wounds