Engraved
Blistered and pealed
The scars
I wear
Anyway
You dissect it
Self inflicted wounds
Unkept promises
Piercing thorns
Casting shadows
Fall in line
Unresolved questions
Was a curse
Bestowed upon me
Before I was ever granted
My first breath or step
I’m all outta wishes
Good intentions
Flipped upside down
Tortured my insides
Got ripped apart
My wreckage
Wore me like a bad habit
Bullet proof I was not
The rounds that penetrated
Hit there mark every time
Without concern
What couldn’t shield me
From myself the retaliations that
Swooped in
Like vultures
The worse I felt
Thee farther I fell down the rabbit hole
The irony is none of this
Has ever made a bit of sense to me
At times has felt like a reoccurring 
Bad nightmare
I can’t wake from
Yet for some reason I stand here still
Today shell shocked