“Scars” Free Verse, New Poetry, 8-4-16 Some nights when I can’t sleep My mind wanders back to another time Where the heartache must have happened To someone else, someone I never knew. I want to go back sometimes Maybe to right the wrongs Or do things differently. The memories still have power over me. I hate that I’m still reminded of you After so many years and wasted tears. I wish I could take them all back. It was my youth I allowed stolen. I gave you myself because I loved you. I managed to survive the pain of loss, But then you came back And almost destroyed what was left…