Marks to Remember

My soul cried out,
the pain too much to bare.
The heart that I had so carefully revealed
was now a wounded piece of flesh.
All that I had given:
my trust, my friendship, my love
Was tossed aside,
discarded and forgotten.

Now where my heart and soul should be
is left a hard and cold cage.
The anger and hatred gnashed its fangs
and slowly ate away the parts of me I knew best.
This beast inside raged against my cage
pushing and bending the bars to my limit.
I have kept the beast at bay,
but its bondage can only last so long.

Pushing at my cage, the beast longs to be free,
to reopen wounds scabbed over by time.
Its howls bring flashes of memories,
the regrets tearing through my confines.
Each moment relived claws through me,
etching the pain to my heart.
This beast, if let free, will consume me
bit by bit 'till there is nothing left but carcass.

I want to be free of this monster!
to be free of the heartache and regret!
There is a peace that calls to me
and soothes my aches and pains.

As I try to push the beast away
it clings on, nails digging deep
But He grabs it by the tail and rips it from me.
parts of me go with it as He flings it aside.

Instead of gaps, or scabs and scars,
there is flesh remade, perfect and whole.
As I run my hand over the old wounds
i find nothing but faint red marks.
Marks to teach me, mold me,
He left the marks behind so I might remember.

Now I must remember, but move on
not held back, but newer and stronger than before.