Ghosts Haunt Me Cold Poem by Stella Andrews

Im on the edge between broken hearted
and moving on.
I'm numb right now and this is when
i can heal.

But when you are cut and severed
scars are left.
And these scars just won't fade
from my mind.

I am reminded day in day out
of the dangers.
I wish for these scars to never
stop teaching.

I need them as a barrier
to stay safe.
I need to learn from them
and trust them.

I ache every day and pray
for silence.
These ghosts inside my heart,
haunt me cold.