Carved in Scars

by Elle Mitchell

Sometimes, the worst thing a person can be is desperate. That’s something I know better than anyone now, too.

“Because I like being in your orbit. And I want to know where you go.”

But like I said before, it feels better to let it out, even if it’s only temporary.

I won’t be able to forget if every time I look in the mirror, I see it staring back at me, carved in scars.”

“You’re not getting rid of me, though. You realize that, right? It’s us, Ally. Us against the world.”

“Carved in scars.”

But the scars made me who I am, whether I wanted them to or not. And I’m happy with who I am now.