Scars | Teen Ink


June 23, 2019
By ParkerRobert_B SILVER, Greer, South Carolina
ParkerRobert_B SILVER, Greer, South Carolina
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Favorite Quote:
“Kindness is the language which the deaf can hear and the blind can see” -Mark Twain

I’ve done it again

Fixated too long on the scars

Across my body.

I map out the locations

Of these scars,

Much like astronomers map out

The location of stars

I run my fingers across them

Like a boat gently cruising down a shallow


These imperfections are from one time or another.

As a kid, hitting my eye into a wooden table

And leaving a distinct mark,

Or maybe slicing my finger and watching

The bright red blood gush out

In endless streams.

These half-healed wounds don’t just exist.

They tell a story.

Of survival,

Of hardships,

Of the harshness of real life.

I walk slowly and carefully

But not too slowly or too carefully

Life has its dangers

And I must experience them,

Even if they leave me


The author's comments:

This is from the perspective of an unknown person. I hope you liked it.

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