In the quiet I examine the many scars I have aquired over the years.
Ones I didn't deserve that caused so many tears.
Ones I never even understood yet, I was forced to endure.
Ones that have left me in a world where I am forever unsure.
Ones that went so deep I never thought I would see the light of day.
Ones that have been with me forever and will never go away.
Whenever someone touches my heart I feel it in every scar.
I know that a new pain is never very far.
No matter what I do or say, it will always be this way.
The scars are here for life.
Cutting me like a knife.
I can no longer trust letting anyone in because that is how it will begin.
Each day I die a little more inside.
All I want to do is hide.
Hide from the pain that wraps around me like a chain.
Each scar is unique in the making.
Each one has left my heart breaking.
For every scar is part of my memoir.
~Anonymous