There are new scars now,
and these i cannot hide.
They are not on my body
Instead on my mind.
It was already fragile,
Already cracked
And now thanks to you
My mind is hijacked.
It flew towards love,
It desired success,
But you changed its direction
And now its a mess.
Now, it flies towards pain
It warns of distrust
The knife is at my wrists
and this time I must.
I was not great.
Hell not even good.
Nobody cares.
And nobody should.
There are new scars now
These on my wrists
You have broken my mind
And led me to this.
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Author:
Oliver (Pseudonym) (
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- Comment from author about the poem: We all have scars
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That is quite a powerful message.
the story of my life great write but please dont cut ive found it fixes nothing
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