|Bloody Scars (standard:poetry, 305 words)|
|Author: kissofthehungry||Added: May 27 2005||Views/Reads: 1715/0||Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)|
|Poem about my regrets of my past.|
Sometimes the cuts I made in my flesh So many years ago in my past Seem to reopen and flow with my blood Reminders of what I should have let go So much anger and hatred lived in me Hate for me and my family I despised who I was And what I thought I was to become What future did I have In the nothing that I was? I sliced away to feel alive And leech the anger that lived inside. I hid the wounds with smiles and lies Pretending that my anger had died It seems so long ago That life I lived Where hurting myself was a regular event That brougth a brief calm to my chaos within I thought I would never come up for air Just slowly drown in the madness I'd created Yet darkness can never fully thrive In eternity even when it feels as if it shall Light will blossom in every corner If only we should give it a chance When death evaded me Though I offered it my hand I realized life was better than I'd seen That I could escape the family that oppressed And the life that made me hate me Once I saw this, I knew it was true And clung to my lifeboat for all that I could. Now, I still have my scars on my body Scars that mark the life I wish I could forget To all of you who share in my once nasty obsession Realize this, those scars are there forever They never fade, and never really heal But are painful reminders of the hate that you felt Do not let that hate burn inside Find the light that will make you thrive Spare your flesh the wicked marks When you will never be able to forget them. Tweet
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