Kingdom of scars

Even though I‘m older now

I can not let it go

An insult here, a slur for me

I wish it wasn‘t so

Many moments I‘ve been through

Places travelled, loves renewed

Oh, but what I wouldn‘t do

To unhear words that came from you

The daggers stung and tore a hole

In eardrum, heart and soul

I must remind myself of pain

Or nothing keeps me whole

If mourning means I‘m never done

I‘ll know my kingdom come

To never scan my withered cuts

The scars have just begun

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