The Battle Scars

My scars, I have them.
We all have them
We all know what they show
They show what we have been through and done
Some are so light
While some go so deep that they stay their forever.
To most of us, it’s like a badge or a mark on us
Showing everyone what we have done and been through
For me, mine goes deep and forever
If my scars can talk, it would sing like a bird
It would tell you what has been done to me
What I have done to get them
Even what I have been through in life
If my scars can speak
It will tell how many places I have been hurt
How many ways I have been walled up
How many have doubted me
How many have denied me
Even tried to erase the life out of me
My scars, if they can speak
They would tell you how many have harmed me
How many have traumatized me
Even how many have downed me
Even tried to drown me
My scars are the pains that I have to bear in life
Showing how much I struggle to simply be me
Even to fight to be just one of them
With each battle I fight
I bear the true scars of all my battles
All the fights I fought
Even the ones I lost fights with
The ones I won battles with
The scars are their
Leave a mark of what It did to me
Even what was done to me at the hands of others.
To my scars, it shows everyone what I have done and been through
It’s a mark of all my battles
Even if my scars can talk, it would tell you all the fights I fought
Even the fights that taken a toll on me
That have ravaged me and worn me down to my bare soul
Even with my scars,
They are a permanent reminder of what I have been through
What I have been through and even what was done to me
To me, my scars as forever until the end of time.