One Last Wish Poem by Shyann Court

Last night a wish came to me
I didn’t ask for money
Or a thousand dollar car
I asked for a life
Free of all my scars

Everyday has been a battle
One I feel I will never win
Every time I take two steps forward
I take twice as many back

I'm slowly crumbling, closer to the ground
My mental structure is faultering
One day, there will be nothing left
So ask me again what my final wish would be
And all I would ask for is a life free of all my scars