Ash Face

Tears of fire 
Roll down 
My face of ash
They make their mark
A streaming trail of scar tissue
Wipe it away
With your hands so pure
Mend my skin 
As you have mended my soul
I cherish your touch
For I am blind
You haven't helped me
Only made the burn worse
I long for your healing touch
Though I know 
You have always been the cause of my tears
Tears of fire.