Scarred

If I were to tell you how much I hurt, I would have to show you my scars. The problem is, you cannot see these scars... for they are imprinted on my heart, my emotions, and my soul. My scars are only unveiled through my actions, in a constant reminder that life has dealt me an unfair hand. I carry them with me everywhere I go, trying to blanket them with a smile. If I were to unmask even just a slight peek of these horrendous scars, I'm afraid you would no longer view me the same. A whole lifetime of abuse must have stripped me of my sanity and abandoned me this way.... Crazy I may be, but tortured is how I feel inside this prison cell. Day in to day out, I hastily try to stitch myself back together... Pricking and poking my thoughts, trying to clench a grip on a new purpose. Suddenly, I realize the scars have become much tougher and a lot harder.... I manage to break a smile with the knowing that the very same scars that I've tried to desperately conceal for so long, will soon become my precious armor.... ready to protect me in all of life's next battles!

Reviews

[UN]

Makes the reader wonder what struggles are being referred to, but gives very little away except the feeling they produce, which is powerful. I liked how it's like a 'prose poem'.

[Breanna Berry]

Thank you so very much for the kind words! This poem definitely hits me on a very personal level... I'm so glad you enjoyed it! :)

[UN]

No problem :)

[lessa (kenzie)]

Such a heartfelt emotional read.

[Breanna Berry]

Thank you so much, Alex! I appreciate the review and am so glad you enjoyed it! :)

[Bmmed94]

This is a beautiful heartfelt work. I could imagine the pain and it tore me apart. Im beyond proud of you my sweet lady. Please keep it up

[Breanna Berry]

Thank you, sweetheart. You're my motivation! :)