Scabs

Scabs

A Poem by GarithRoland132

I picked a scab today
I thought
What would i have been
Without these Scabs
Where would i be?
As blood trickles down my hand
I am reminded
All the reasons why
Happiness never found me

© 2015 GarithRoland132


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Don't forget that those are also battle scars, that you are in the midst of your own battle. Happiness.....*sigh* where did it go? My favorite part is the beginning parts. Who would you be now without these scars? Really made me think. Sweet ^0^

Posted 9 Years Ago



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Added on October 9, 2015
Last Updated on October 9, 2015
Tags: Scabs, Sad, Depression, Happy