Scars Poem by New Girl Dark NewGirlDark

Scars

My words were never born from happiness.
They were carved from abandoned nights, silent battles, and scars too deep for ordinary conversations.
If you understand my poetry, you have probably survived your own darkness too.

Scars
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
This poem is not a search for sympathy or understanding. It is the echo of nights that left their mark, of battles fought in silence, and of emotions that found no home except the page. If these words speak to you, perhaps they have awakened something you have carried in silence as well.
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