*Content Warning: This piece has references to abuse, which may be triggering to some.*
Those things that I had to hide from my family and friends
Those things that haunt me everyday
Scaly, rough and tough lasts for so long
But the most important thing
Is the reason behind it
The reason why it all started
The reason why he did it
Yet no one really wonders why
They all ask about the scar
how’s it going? how’s it doing?
While they forget what it symbolizes
The power the scars have
What they can possibly cause
And what they will lead to
And after it heals, what happens?
People start to forget
And people will continue what they had started
And the cycle will start once again
Until the victim runs out of the room in their body to scar
That is when the thing they decide to scar
Is their lifeline
and only
When they are far long gone
Do people start to realize their wrongs
Their actions
Their words
Their behavior
And what he really did to me?
Does he remember the times I told him to stop
Does he remember the times where I got more distant
Less happy, less energetic
Does he finally realized how
What he did to me was something he should had never done in the first place
Yet it is too late to go back
Back when he was here
