Invisible Scars.

All these invisible scars on me.
Left on display for no one to see.
Deep and painful are each and every one.
Each a memory of a time that was fun.
Times that were taken from me.
Times that I was forced into misery.
All across my body is where they are.
Head to toe some stretch short while others far.
Ridden with scars from my past.
I wonder how long the next good thing will last.
Untill it's taken away.
Untill I'm forced into misery again the next day.
Maybe I should stow away in an impenatrable shell.
Locked away, alone, in my own personal hell.
Here I'll stay thats how it should be.





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