Scars Are Souvenirs

Just a little something I wrote last night

Oh the night is abundant 

With disappointment  

My heart is broken 

Tears have stained my pillowcase 

And I am surrounded

By people I'd rather not speak to

Just fade away 

Into the walls wear I belong and wait

To drown in this pain

Oh and I'd give anything 

If I could just sleep

And forget my memories 

Haunting and unforgiving 

So unrelenting 

A lovely contagion 

Of foolish mistakes  

Making me stronger 

I hope 

To face tomorrow 

Lets raise the stakes 

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

I like the logic of this poem. The title is true. Scars are honor tokens of life wins and losses. I like the direct statements and the strong ending. Better to stay strong then to fall into sadness. Thank you for a excellent poem.
Coyote

[rae52]

really good

[deeps]

I can feel the rush of emotions in this write.
So nicely written and expressed.