War

I've been beaten up.
Bruised & battered.
My bruises don't show,
So nobody knows.
My tired heart,
Beating weak,
Is full of scars
That you will never see.
They will never fade away.
The tears I cry inside,
Will never subside.
I've been kicked down,
Gone face first into the ground.
But, you'll never know,
Because I refuse to let it show.
You've laughed in my face.
Called me a disgrace.
They say that people
Who are unhappy with themselves,
Take their fears & pain
And throw them on someone else.
What you didn't see then,
I see now.
Your pain,
Has become my gain.
I'm stronger now.
I've faced my own fears,
And I've taken yours too.
You couldn't handle rejection,
So you made me suffer too.
I was the loser then,
But look at me now.
I may have lost the battles,
But I won the war.

Copyright: Krystal K.