Can't Forget How I Got the Scar on My Forehead

No one in my life now
knew me then
except my father
but he was only there
with no way in

The friends I thought I had
wandered off on other paths
and I'm dangerously good
at being alone

I know there were happyish times
that broke through the darkness
but so many memories are buried

It's been a long time
since there's been someone
to help me find them
give them some light

Left with my own faulty mind
there are plenty of blank spaces
punctuated by pain, fear, shame
those soldiers in battles
that defeated nearly every shred of value
I've spent half my life
trying to claw back

Sometimes, it feels like all I've managed to do
is ruin my manicure
but the wars rage less often
and I don't forget I'm worth the fight anymore

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