We’ve all got scars

Miles deep;

Secrets that

We all keep.

We are stars

In the sky

Falling down

From up high.

All the brave

Hide their wounds,

Never make any sounds

But quietly slave

To their grief;

Slowly drown

In their belief.

We walk around

And just see men

But inside there’s way

Much more to them.

We just see

The shell outside

But there’s much more

That they can hide.

They’ve been through wars

They cannot share;

Believed a lie

They couldn’t dare;

Dreamed of peace

But come out short;

Almost died,

But came back to port.


Published by Amanda Brown

INFP who names inanimate objects, loves to laugh, and is a proud old soul. You can often find her planning out her next crazy project, hugging books, or telling stories about her day that *may* be a little exaggerated.

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