These Scars
My scars lives inside and out seems undetectable to
the unaided eye. These scars
Damaging effects traumas, pangs layers of scars one
may not understand, Me, Myself and I. These scars
Curveballs of epiphanies, tactics; Full of blindside's
thrown at me in all directions, now in distress and
torment wants to be friend me. These scars
Booby traps launched beyond one's control. These scars
Questions often hovers over my crown why? I deserve
these damaging effects. These scars
Pondering should I throw in the towel? Almost held me
hostage, draining my will to press on towards my journey.
These scars
I'm no longer your prisoner set me free, So I can meet my
destiny, you no longer have power over me. These scars
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