A scarlet thread through fabric winds
A tale of hearts and fragile minds
The weight of judgment harsh and true
Yet in the flame the soul renews
The world may scorn the eyes may burn
But strength within will twist and turn
A needle pierces mends the tear
Through pain a beauty rises there
Each thread that weaves through love and shame
Is bound by time yet free of blame
The cloth we wear a badge of pride
Not something lost but something tried
So stitch the wound and wear it well
A story only scars can tell
Through trials grace will always spread
And life becomes a golden thread