Scars
He seen the scars on my skin
Made me promise I'd never do it again
I tried to stop my addiction, but it did not end
He said to see me hurt brings him pain
Yet again..my past haunts me in vain
When Im older and I have kids..the scars on my wrist??
How will I ever explain?
When they curiously ask, "Mommy why?"
Will I lie?
Then when they're older, they'll wonder what Mommy hides
These thoughts seem to break me
Never am I escaping
Time goes by..all so wasting
I've tried praying...
But God seems to not be awakened
Only wanting to unleash a river of tears..
I've been holding it all in for years
Still I've came to terms that it'll never disappear
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