What are scars?
By jfarrell
Physically,
They the damage your body couldn’t repair;
The ever-regenerating, ever-replicating cell factory;
Nope, that’s too much to repair, perfectly;
So, we’ll stick on a patch.
Scars from yesterday, a year ago;
A lifetime ago;
But, some are so damaged, ruined;
They cannot be repaired; fixed;
Put right.
A too severe beating, for… being at school?
A cruel comment, because I smiled;
And you couldn’t bear it;
A word, a sword,
Because I tried so hard to please you.
A lifetime later, so many scars are still raw;
I don’t rub salt in, but it gets in anyway;
I try not to think about them;
But they play before my eyes,
Over everything I see.
With a building,
If it’s damaged too much,
Knock it down and rebuild;
I don’t know if I can be rebuilt;
I don’t know how to knock me down.
Scars are beauty marks that
Scars are beauty marks that show I've survived.
They define who I was and who I am now.
They are magnificent.
Reminders of the past that tried to drag me down.
Scars... They are what made me... Who I am....
A survivor.
~Never see your scars as damage..... They are your proof that you've survived whatever life threw at you.
*~Be Legendary ~ Ian Mascoe*
thank you, very
thank you, very inspirational, i don't yet quite see myself as a survivor, but i am still here, so i must be i spose
very inspirational poem
For a long time I hated my
For a long time I hated my scars, but I grew to love them and see them as what they are.... I guess that realization just came with time and accepting them as well.
*~Be Legendary ~ Ian Mascoe*