Scar Poems - Poems about Scar

a paper cut, inevitable no matter how hard you try to avoid them, everyone knows the pain of it, yet someone else gets one and you say its only a small cut only hurts a small bit. when looking at someone you never would never know they have one unless they told you, it is easy to hide the pain...

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A light in the dark You were the one One that cured, one that healed But you left me with something— How long will it take to heal ? This scar that you left me with How long will it take to heal ? This part of me that misses you There will always be A piece of me in...

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If I were that scar above your rose tinted lips, of whom you keep picking and removing dead cellular dust, out of hatred that rises from your porous subcutaneous layer of insecurity, I probably would have bled more than you think. I couldn't have shed tears, possibly. But I've heard every little wound needs love to heal, And so will I- your dearest...

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It’s not on skin, but somewhere deeper— buried beneath smiles we rehearse in mirrors. A silent bruise, left by words never said, moments never shared, goodbyes that came too early. It lingers in quiet rooms, echoes in familiar songs, tugs at your heart when...

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Earth… In my throat, its pulse the scar of space between the silence trickles above our shadows the smell of rain caught in the dim grey eye breaks in whispers the blur of night slipping through skin our bodies in violent shiver her curved arm – my god! is the texture of nightmare the scar of space between the...

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Most of my life I’ve tried to hide scars because they were ugly reminders of things I didn’t want to think about. And a lot of those scars were invisible to the naked eye. A human couldn’t see these are scars, similar to deep open wounds within me. I learned they are not damaged...

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Through the dark, I find my way, Night may linger, but not stay. Every scar, a tale I keep, Mountains move where shadows sleep. ...

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A scarlet scar on the left knee Hair on my head I cut into chops myself I dash out from under my weighted blanket of warmth I am allowed one cup of coffee and one cup of tea A weak stomach from an ulcer doesn’t keep me from writing. Will a poet walk into my life? Will I...

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In the rush of living my heart stops between each beat and for a moment or maybe just half a moment she is there. Not once, but always; Waiting for me between those beats, in every one of my remaining days. “ I miss you.” Written as if the sun’s passing mattered more. As if...

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"A scar that won't go, A scar that resides in me, A scar that people see, Is not the scar that I see. Deep down, it's not just brown, It's the pain that I endure, The struggle to breathe, The mask of happiness I can no longer wear. The scar appeared, a heartfelt plea, A symbol of my innerself." ...

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THE SCAR OF PAIN The Mixtures of Pain, The Countable seconds, Being the utter most irritant, Mumbling to Share. At the Time, Realising the Past, that had a Bad Faith, Harassed with pain. The mind never goes refreshed, But the voice of others, Being filled as the scar.. Never knows how to treat it with, Need to help myself ... Cause i own my life and my mind. ...

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Damn these feelings of stress, interlacing impulsive dreams of disgrace Can it all be over soon? Maybe, the hopes drowned in the mere dust of time Oh, long lost lamb, I am so in need of your easing, pleasing grace I will never let you down, even if I frown my usual frown in my...

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It can be an unaccepted valuable advice. An unheard shout not allowed to voice. The feeling of loneliness amongst a crowd. A silent cry always wanting to be...

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Stitches A wound, deep and wide Gaping, Ragged, Bleeding Cover with the cloth of False Smiles Cover with the cobweb gauze of Empty Sympathy Clamp it shut with fingers of Chemical Laughter Hold it together with shaky hands of Liquid pain relief A wound, deep and wide Remains. A wound,deep and...

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Scars are ugly Scars are beautiful Like death Like life They are the same Scars are you Stories of you It is here and there Hidden and shown They whisper to you A story they show...

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