If these scars could speak

If these scars could speak
They'd tell you the story
Of a mother who rejected the role
Suicide took its toll
A child who would never feel whole
If these scars could speak
They would whisper of fingertips
He held my throat with a deadly grip
After he kissed my quivering lips
I'd never been so full of fear
And the date rape toll rises every year
If these scars could speak
They would tell you of my son
Who left for war in '71
Flew off to Vietnam
Turned a boy into a man
Into a corpse
The valleys on my wrists prove my grief
So please, kindly, leave me be
If these scars could speak
They'd tell of an affair
Between a man so debonair
And his mistress with the long black hair
He gave her more than rings or pearls
He gave his heart to the young Spanish girl
I had nothing left to fight for but my life
As I became the ex-wife
If these scars could speak
They'd scream of how much I miss him
My dearest and most precious friend
Whose body let the cancer win
In tribute to that beloved boy
A tattoo artist I did employ
To carve his name into my skin
Never let his memory dim
If these scars could speak
They's sing of the greatest rescue
A dying heart in a tiny frame
A baby without a name
Open heart surgery
Proved a gift for my husband and me
As we gladly welcomed Emily

If these scars could speak
WOULD WE LISTEN?