Scarred Poem by Ash Moore

Scarred

Rating: 5.0


Every night is torture
Not knowing
Just waiting
Thinking the worst

With every blink
I shutter
I shiver
I can't get a grip

I had hoped, prayed
That somehow
That some way
I'll be okay

You burned me
Scarred forever
Emotional wreck
To never heal

Thanks for it all
The love
The hurt
The heartache

I love you so much more now

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