B O R E D O M

Imperfections

My body is forever scarred,
And I have no one to blame but myself.
Yet I don't feel guilt or shame;
Neither disgust or hate.
I look down at the lines that were once crimson,
And the memories don't fade, but the pain I once felt dissipated into love,
Love that fills my entire being of my body, soul and mind.
My scars are forever a reminder that I'm a warrior,
And though the war of sanity still rages on;
Most of my battles have ended.
I conquered through them and I'll continue to do so
Until my very last breath.