This is, a farewell, a final one, to old scars, because I’d, carried them, too long to date, and, I’d desperately trying, hard, to MAKE them heal, but they just wouldn’t, and I just couldn’t understand W-H-Y!
A farewell to old scars, I am in need of, but, these old scars, they’re like those god DAMN tattoos of the hearts around the names of one’s old flames, hurt like hell when you got them, and, hurt like hell, when you got them surgically removed, by laser, right?
A farewell to old scars, I’d bid, and, I have, NO more old scars I needed to carry now, besides, I’d worked through, the SHITTY parts of my fucked up childhood already, and now, I can look back, without feeling a single thing, no, really, I really, don’t feel a single inkling of an emotion when I look back, not that I will EVER need to look back again, or anything like that!
Found this photograph online…and no, it’s still NOT mine!!!
Life, the Obstacle Course 