I have scars,
They are neither new nor old,
Some are given by the people I used to love,
Some are by the people I am still in love,
Some are from past,
Some are from recent present,
I try to heal them,
I did everything I could to make the pain go,
Sometimes it helped and sometimes nothing is enough,
Not even painkillers worked,
Then I just lay down on my bed and feel the pain,
My pillow feels the rain,
The scars on my soul...