Out of over 500 words I wrote that day, I got about 50 I could work with

Why do scars suddenly appear
every time you stalk near?
Not the ‘you’ outside the
boundary of my skin
but the monster clawing from within.
My insides burn with shame.
My heart pumps out regret.
I’d like to walk the path
of least resistance
and tune my dial to forget.

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