Scars Prove You’re Here

“Every mark I carry… means I outlived the night.”

I’ve been cut by steel, I’ve been burned by flame, Left pieces of myself in the outlaw’s game. But each line carved across my skin, Tells the story of the fights I didn’t give in.

Scars prove you’re here, They don’t fade, they don’t lie. Every mark on the flesh Is a truth that survived. Scars prove you’re here, Though the pain never clears, Every cut, every burn, Says you made it through the years.

I’ve buried my friends, I’ve buried my shame, The earth remembers, but it don’t keep names. What’s left on me is written in red, A map of the living, not the long lost dead.

Scars prove you’re here, They’re the wages of breath. Proof that you walked Through the valley of death. Scars prove you’re here, Though the night leaves you torn, Every mark on your body Is a vow to be reborn.

A wound is a moment, But a scar is a sign. It says you stood tall When the world drew the line.

Scars prove you’re here, Stronger than fear. They whisper of battles, They carry the years. Scars prove you’re here, They burn but they shine, Each one a reminder: This life’s still mine.

“Still standin’…”

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