Thread the needle, for this cut is deep.nYou can wipe the blood away, but it still stains our skin.nNothing lost other than a fragment of strength, but we will reside.nOver and over again we took this verbal homicidal attack.nLook in our eyes.nLook at what we've become.nYou did nothing to make us.nThese screams still echo and the scars remain, but we wil hold on, together.nEmotions settle, sorrow fades, but the thought of you will elapse.