I wouldn’t say this is my best poem but I’m proud of it at the same time! I dedicate this poem to those people who believe that their problems or struggles are not big enough to tell anyone or to the ones that just don’t have anyone in their lives that listens/understands these problems! Enjoy and see ye in the next post.
Deemed with tokens of war,
For all the battles I have faced.
Given such rewards is an honour.
I should be proud of these
But I am not!
They symbolise my battles,
But battles I have not won.
They just cover up my mistakes,
And my scars.
I am no war hero.
I was just a pawn that came out
The other end.
True heroes come across my path,
They deserve such tokens I was given
For their bravery and sacrifices.
I’m ashamed to tell my war stories.
I am not worthy enough to tell
My scars, misunderstood and
But I’d gladly take away the pain
Of these heroes
So that they can breathe again
And fight another day.