Scars

by Vanessa Ann   Dec 29, 2007


The scars on my arm
are memories that wont fade
all the pain and heartbreak
from the past
show up again
when that razor slices my skin
the blood is like
the past trying to remind me
who i really am
and who i tried to be
but the question is
who will save me
when the razor goes to deep?

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  • 16 years ago

    by FaithHopeNLove

    Ooh...kinda creepy. Gave me the chills. I can visualize it. For such a short poem, there is tons of emotion yet it is simply stated. The mix does wonders for it. And then the ending, well, its a twist thats so unexpected and so powerful your left awe struck for a moment as you think it over. Good job.

  • 16 years ago

    by she

    5/5

  • 16 years ago

    by TwistedAngel xx

    Love it. especially the ending.
    nice job
    xx

  • 16 years ago

    by KJ

    Very good write. I liked everything about it. I think that it was perfecty written. The fact that you used simple vocabulary but showed a complex situation really stood out for me. The emtion was there also. Very good =} 5/5

    PaSsIoNaTe kIsSeS

  • 16 years ago

    by isabel

    This is just so easy to relate to...
    scars are made of memories that hurt too much...that you can't stand in your mind...
    and no one else seems to understand...
    this is quite a sad and dark poem, but it is amazing...=)
    *take care*
    isabel

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