We all have scars
Us who lived
Sometimes I wonder
Wonder if it was all worth it
The pain will always be there
Underneath the surface
Waiting to emerge
To shatter everything
The uncertainty a new companion
You can only wait
Wait for the next battle
An all-consuming war
Love is a reminder
That there is good in the world
Of those who surround you
Someone to fight for
Was it worth it?
To go to battle
Winning the damned thing
Receiving the crown of victory
As I sit alone
Thinking back of what I did
My only though is
"Was it worth it?"
YOU ARE READING
The story of me
PoésieThey might not make sense, but they are all parts of what is the story of me.
