You

You live

You fight

You cry

You hope

You fly

You wish

You try

You love

You break

You die.

But in the end

Does it even matter?

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Scars

My scars are my story

they tell the tale of all the battles I have fought within my mind

they show the choices I have made

the choice to survive however I had too

the decision not to give up

each scar was a choice

the debate between stopping or continuing

between going deeper or settling for a scratch

digging for the vein or being satisfied with a few droplets of life-giving red

 

my scars show my pain

and how much it affected me

they show how far I’ve come

and how far I still have to go

 

I may have scars

more than I can count

some fading into my past

some signs of recent battles

but I am still here

and my scars do not own me

they don’t define me

they are not me

they are merely a part of my story

 

I will never be ashamed of my scars

they show who I am

a warrior

a fighter

a survivor