my first scar
a result of chicken pox
itching and scratching
from my head to my socks
although barely visible
as it dwells on my forehead
as i look in the mirror
memories flood my head
my scar number two
came with a moment of pain
when i scraped my knee
and the tears that it claimed
i remember that instant
when the crimson bled
and as i look down
memories flood my head
my scar of three
the one labeled fear
and i can still see that girl
in that far away year
she stood tall
with a knife in hand
she cut as she'd threatened
and memories flood my head
my fourth scar
where depression lies deep
a blade to the wrist
and the blood began to seep
with a slash and a cut
and drops of red
as i look at them
memories flood my head
my scar number five
is not a visible one
it lies on my heart
a scar of love
my heart is shattered
and may it be said
with a vision of him
memories flood my head
my scar of last
the end of them all
the final piece of torture
and the one last call
i slit my own throat
leaving the scar of death
and with eternal damnation
memories flood my head


 
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