Scars

The scars that I make cost my future. The scars that I create burn my skin. But no matter the harm, it will never add up to my pain. Some may say that I have nothing to worry about.

Some may say others have it worse. But what can be worse than emotional self-infliction? Worse than trauma to my brain?

If I had a penny for every day that I thought would be better, I would be rich because every day I hope and think that it will be better but it always comes up to the same,

painful memories that leave me looking up to the stars. I try every method there is. I try counseling but its too expensive. I try telling others but they wouldn't listen.

Now I'm down to the last two options. One I am afraid to take. And the other I have no problem because it all comes back to me making those scars.