Emotional scars run deeper than the ones on the skin. They haunt the mind, resurface in memories, and shape how we see the world. This poem, ‘Scars of the Soul,’ explores the weight of these unseen wounds and the silent battles we fight within.
How do I forget the scars given by thee
They not physical
But mentally they overcome me
At night I can’t sleep
Thinking about how we
Could have been
It seems
This isn’t the real you
I lost you in the turmoil of he
Am I in competition
Constantly trying to get ahead
But no matter what I do
You’re never impressed
Am I still alive
Cus this feels like I am dead
Scars fade, but some remain etched in our souls. They teach us lessons, remind us of what we endured, and sometimes, they make us stronger. But when love and trust shatter, how do we heal? How do we move forward when the past keeps whispering back at us?
Read another poem about pain and healing: Lost in the Fix
For another powerful exploration of emotional scars, read Sylvia Plath’s ‘Lady Lazarus‘.
