Written by Chaka PX

Growing up i thought birth marks comes naturally,

Until i saw the deep scar.

What do i call that?

A reminder right?

IT has healed but still hurts.

my thought went through my eyes,

I hate the sight of it.

I wont discuss it, stop talking to me.

My mark my memory.

what really happened i can’t say.

its my addiction that sickens me

my mark preach,

Please don’t judge me,

Know me first

my mark hurts

i cant take it any longer


Whoooooooo is out there………….. it hurts.