Battle Scars


Trying to fight;
I have battle scars,
that aren't visible.
Sadness and Anger are locked up,
so is Stress and Pain.

Sadness' door is cracking;
Stress is pounding at his door.
Pain is clawing at his door;
Anger is just sitting by his door,
waiting for his moment.

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