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© 2018 by Christina M. Wilmes, Peace in Artworks. Proudly created with Wix.com

Scars

July 26, 2017

I caught you; looking at my arm,

Perplexed look as if I'm wrong.

See my dear, I detach with self-harm,

Fighting all the long just to stay strong.

 

So don't you judge me for my scars,

As if you're so perfect, sitting there all prim.

Sun setting softly, see darkness but no stars,

The pain unleashes upon my limb.

 

Letting go of the pain, the scratches begin

Fighting back the tears, trying to hide it all

Just causes the scratching harder on my skin

The lies I explain, one itch and it wasn't small.

 

A roll of the eyes, can't you just smile?

No idea, walk my shoes, just one mile.

 

© Christina M. Wilmes

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