The scars represent my pain,
that both others and I have caused.
The scars represent memories
which will never fade.
Started out with once or twice,
then I did it again,
and again,
and again.
I couldn't stop.
Then that one day, the flow did not stop.
I got scared, I wanted help
but, I didn't want to be known as crazy.
So I bandaged it up, and tried so hard
not to do it again.
I succeeded, until I scarred my beautiful flesh once again a year later.
This time the scars meant I needed help.
The scars represent my mind's unstabilty.
Help came, all my suffering stopped.
Then, again, it happened.
My scars now represent insecurities,
pain,
anger,
sadness.
I want them to mean
dark part of life I'm done with,
my past,
beauty.
How do I stop?
Stop relying on my physical pain
to make me feel better.