SCAR

There is something on my back…
I got it when I turn 8 years old. It was a gift from that woman. I still remember it so clearly how I got that ugly looking thing on my back. I almost died that day… had my parents not rush me to the hospital I could have just bleed to death. I still could recall the pain I had post surgery I felt like dying… even the doctors said it was almost too impossible to remove all those pieces of glass that pierce thru my skin.

Every time I look at the mirror,
I got so scared to look at myself. I saw that ugly looking scar that covers ½ of my back and those marks still clearly printed on my back.
I dare not stare too long because I’m disgusted at the sight of myself, maybe that is why even my biological mum felt disgusted when sees me…

You see, even after 12 years have past…
This scar… I can never fully recover from the pain of it,
And it doesn’t even give me strength to rise from it……