Scars

A Poem by Arte Por Vida

Another poem that I wrote one day at lunch. Again, the feeling of brokenness that I had was still present.

The scars are still here
Where they will forever be
None physically visible
Except to my eyes
With which I can see every scar
And feel every bump too

My wrist is so marked up
Even though nothing is there
I see it without even trying
All the blood red lines
Show through my skin
Where there isn't even a spec

I can't erase these memories
And no one can help me forget
No matter how hard they try
I'll forever hold this regret
Always have these thoughts
And never be the same again

Confiding in friends
Seemed to help at first
But now I know
Confiding in anyone just isn't enough
It won't heal any scars
Or prevent even more from appearing

I'm still searching for hope
And praying to be saved
But I can't find what I"m looking for
Nor am I getting better
I'm truthfully getting worse
No matter what my effort

These scars are forever there
Whether on my wrist
On my heart
Or in my mind
They'll haunt me forever
Though these scars are just a memory