Staring
at
Scars of old
Wondering why?
Why do I feel
So much pain?
Why must I suffer?
Scars on my wrists
Will heal
But scars in my heart
I’ll carry on forever
Bits of my heart
Have died
And cannot be revived
Scars of old
Remind me
Of epic battles suffered
Most of them lost
Darkness overcoming my mind
With scars of old
To prove my weariness
