Scars

Sometimes I cross,

From edge to centre;

And center defies;

And entire world sinks.

But a ''mark'' remains.

Pain instigates it.

And cries, pacify.

I deny to leave,

Till it stays,

On the flesh.

And I can see

So can you,

Everyday,and vex;

Of the tales it depict.

And one coming day,

Dissolve or fade.

But the inscription,

Above and within

On the mesh,

No eyes reach.

But spouting blood,

Every second kills.

No mercy I give.

No sympathy I let.

However I deprive,

The story, I love;

Of souvenirs and memoirs,

And the ''scars'' prevail.