My pain is so deep and it’s obvious to see
I’m down on my luck in the streets of D.C.
Forty six years old and never been like this
81’ 82’ was in love with a man and his furious fist
My man leaves and I’m left with stitches
So much heartache and so few riches
Beneath My Scars By Nigell Essix
Look at me. Can you see my pain?
Beneath my scars is a story contained.
John Henderson, I’ll never forget that name…
Deceived by the serpent, through which I became…
A single mom, eight months pregnant.
Nowhere to go, no place to call home, the streets of D.C,
I continue to roam.
I say I’m strong, but I know I’m weak.
They’ll know the truth, if I come off meek…
I had a new man, thinking my life was intact, until that very day,
the serpent attacked!
White tee, blue jeans, drenched in blood…
Hard to believe this was done by the one I loved.
See here, these 250 stitches from my lip to my chin…
That’s it! Time to start over again.
Dropped the needles and the blade. Now I’m clean, a new woman made…
Look at me. Can you see my pain? You see these scars, but I’m not ashamed.
