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SCARS
Covered over
But not removed
Hidden
But not forgotten
Marks of battle
Of wounding
Debris on the track
Makes me stumble
Old habits die hard
Nightmares return
Survivor’s guilt
Becomes background noise
Always present
But not acknowledged
Turn me inside out
Make my scars show
Vulnerable
But only then
Can healing begin
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Letting others see my scars ....
... has been one of the scariest things I've ever done. Reading some of what you've written has helped me be a little braver about doing that. I'm still afraid of letting others see too much, but not as much as I used to be. Thank for sharing so much, as well as all the kindness and support. I really don't have the words to say how much it has meant to me.
{{{huggles}}}
you have me blushing
I just try and give as I have received