Eighteen

Eighteen forming scars
Triggers just set you off
A misspoken word
Or a sour touch

How’d you fall so far
Only to hit the final drop
You’re in a hurt
From a power punch

3 scars come then
4 more arise
When your angry at yourself
From a partners betrayal

Another 2 come when
Your grandmother died
And it feels like no one else
Has ever been this derailed

6 formed
When my teacher belittled me
For the clothes on my back
A stain that had only formed that morning

3 more
For the night I lost my virginity
I certainly didn’t want that
I said no many a time but you’d ignore me