Battle Scars

A Poem by EJ1

From the beginning I never liked you
Given a job that made you look like you cared
Behind closed doors you looked like an angel
But unknown to them I was being slowly mangled

One reason happy to leave that place,
I could erase you from my time and space
After all these years I'm finally free
Yet carrying permanent battle scars for all shall see

Looking back now I see
Money was all you saw in me
In money driven worlds, we all need success
Now I write this releasing my regrets

Little people make your world go round
You look like heroes that make foundations sound
Yet an authors success lies in the content
Because nothing will sell if it's all nonsense

You owe all your success to me
The work no one sees is what lets you achieve
It's meant for us but you turn it around
Stealing our glory then flaunting fame around town

I never wanted this but had no choice
Now everyone knows my scars, forever without a voice
You've always used me
Enjoy it, it's the last of me you'll ever see

Now I'm of age and no longer afraid
I speak what I please, I have my future made
Always been a stair step for someone else
Now ready to take control, It's the best I've ever felt

I've been to hell and back, scars never removed
But my life will never again be shared with those who never truly cared