scarred

i have a scar
its in a place that nobody can see
not even me.
but i noe its there
coz it hurts.

every time i think its healed,
it splits open again
raw and bloodied.
fresh as the day it was inflicted.

sometimes i feel like juz letting go
and letting my scar heal.
but something holds me back
and keeps me picking at my scar.

im still waiting
waiting to see if there is a cure
placing my hopes in december.

but if there is no cure,
i'll start anew next year.

i will heal one day
i know i will.