Scars

A poem about how toxic love can be.

Every mark on my body has a story to tell...

But my feelings, are a hard thing to sell.

Because to some they make me seem like a demon from hell

So now you understand why my heart's guarded by a shell.

With a thick barred door like a prison cell...

Let me explain why I'm here and the distance i fell.

You see, i was a good guy who wanted kids and a wife,

But that was before I got stabbed by the reality of life.

It's OK, I love you, for you I'll endure the cold blade of this knife,

Because I don't want my last words to you to be part of some strife.

Knowing full well this will scar me for life...

I was taught to always take care of the people I love

Because they are my family, no one else gets placed above,

but i saw the truth after you gave me that shove.

I tripped, and fell, and banged my head,

And woke up the next morning laying in my bed.

Still remembering everything that was said.

I couldn't do it, for days to you i plead.

And that was when the poison from your blade began to spread...

Through my body... Consuming my mind.

To my friends... "Lucas" was a hard dude to fine.

Because he hid behind the shell he so cleverly designed

Where he prayed everyday that time would rewind...