Dear unforgotten past,

I've written a thousand letters
Telling you things that I could never say...
The anger, hurt, and sorrow
That will never go away.

Never sent them though
I thought you wouldn't care
Just how much damage you did;
The constant pain I couldn't share...

Sometimes I look at my wrists
Just to see your face
Retrace the scars with my fingertips,
And relive the pain time can't earase...

The scars I have are from both of us
I hurt on the inside and out.
Im still not sure what hurts the most
But at least I'm not living in doubt.

I never got to tell you how I felt after that day
So for the longest time you could only guess...
And then you were asked all those questions, and lied-
You only contributed to the mess.

I never got to tell you,
I was glad that you picked me-
For anyone else that you could've destroyed
Would never again be free.   

I never got to tell you how it feels
To be beaten till your blue,
And I guess you're never going to know
Because it never happened to you.

I never got to show you
The broken soul, bruises, and torn up heart...
But I can tell you now in detail
How it felt when you tore me apart.

I've written a thousand letters
Describing the feelings I never got out...
The love, and pain, and tourment-
That I will never be without.

But this will never be sent
And things will never get better
And I'm wondering why I bother;
Writing another unsent letter.