Scars

Scars by Sebabatso
At this very moment, I wish my scars were physical, I wish they were visible on my forehead

My chest aches, I have palpitations. Blood flow blocked due to clogging. My shoulders are swollen because of stress.

My breathing is forced, it hurts, it is painful breathing. I sound like a wounded animal, I am out of breath.

I wish my scars were physical, I wish they were visible on my forehead. My heart aches, I’m going to bleed to death.

Voices in my head driving me up the walls. Death threats whispering in my ears with my very own voice.

I wish my scars were physical, I wish they were visible on my forehead

Doctors tell me the meds will keep sane, but all I feel after taking them is weak and numb.

I wish my scars were physical, I wish they were visible on my forehead

My body was found floating in a bathtub red as the blood river, my face blue and lifeless. Pain and struggle visibly showing

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