Scars

My scars.

There they lay.

Harassing my body,

My memory,

And all which is me.

Yet they comfort me

Reminding me who I am.

Where I came from.

And who not to become.

I AM HERE.

I HAVE HAD PAIN.

AND STILL DO.

I AM SOMEBODY.

I AM HERE,

ALIVE AND FIGHTING

FOR MY LIFE,

Like You.

Like Everyone else.

I am someone.

Like everybody else, I matter.

As always,

I will remember the past.

Welcome the uncertain future;

And live the present,

Just

Like

You.

 

Reviews

[Fear Corrupts!]

Hmm.
This is really well done.
I've actually had an idea similar to this; scars remind you of who you are, & what you've experienced.
I was going to write a poem about it,
but never got around to it.
My favourite line is: "My memory, And all which is me "
Anyway,

good write,

[ Fear Corrupts!]

[Eagle Cruagh]

An excellent poem.

You show compassion and empathy for others
while recognizing your own limitations.

Very rare.

My favorite.

---- Eagle Cruagh