Scars...

The brief smile after the separation,

The longing after the heart is broken,

The pain that remains invisible,

The tears that never left my eyes,

All that remained , remainder as scars...

A remainder now and then, 

That there is a void within,

That I stand alone , in the crowd,

It serves its purpose, the scar within..

Long after the wounds are healed,

Long after the pain disappears,

There remains a remembrance-

"Scars",that are always there,

"Scars" that define our experiences,

Of life, and of all those battles

Fought against others,

And within ourselves

What remained with us were scars from,

The swords that cut through the flesh and words that cut deeper within...

A reflection of that grief, of that sorrow

That I once submerged myself in, 

All brought to life by these scars

Breaking the illusion of time, of

The belief that life will normalise,

In all this mayhem,in all this chaos 

my heart stirs,

As I confront the ghastly truth,

The scars start to get deep,

And helpless I stand , with my greatest 

Fears, in need of a peaceful sleep...