Scars

Dotting my arms
Winding up my spine
They are all over me
These many Scars of mine

Reminding me sometimes
Of things I'd rather forget
Scenes of violence and despair
Times of sorrow and regret

Some were from carelessness
Others by accident
When they were first received
I knew not what they meant

Time reveals their purpose
And what I'm meant to feel
My Scars are here to remind me
That my past is real