Poem to go with it (blame the silence and the long hours i have to work at the library)

I shall hide my scars from public eye
My guardian shall keep my soul warm
I shall use my flesh to transfer you anger from my children to my own
My guardian shall keep me whole
I shall look at your sleeping form and not take your life
My guardian shall keep my soul pure
I shall leave after the police retreive you
My guardian shall keep my scars covered.

(I had something else but it delt with a bit more marking of flesh. No im not twisted I just get crazy when im bored.)