Battle Scars

This poem is a description of what I feel my scars are to me.

My battle scars
They tell my story
All my ups
And my downs

Today they are fresh
They're beautiful
Yet I look at them
With disgust and horror

The others hate them
The looks on faces
Make me regret them
And to add more
All at the same time

Every day
I create new scars
To demonstrate my emotions
Vividly and angrily

I'm addicted
I get high of these battle scars
I know it's wrong
But I don't care

But somewhere deep down I know these wounds are destroying me
A piece of me is being taken away with each scar that I bring into this world
And the ugly truth is
My battle scars
Are battling me
And I'm losing every time

Author's Note

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