You have to have a strong exterior.
Life attacks every day.
Some can handle this constant fight.
And some can not.

Battle wounds swarm the skin.
They come from multiple places.
The world. Others. Maybe you don't know how they came.
But, the scariest are the ones you create
Yourself

Look at the scars. Look at the cuts.
Your body cries tears of blood every time.
Take a good look.
And be reminded of the life you made.
Of the pain you have.
And fear.
Fear it.

These battle wounds will never heal,
For they are not just skin deep.
They penetrate through your muscle and bones.
And attack
Your heart.
It is vulnerable and unprotected.
And all at once it feels the sting
Of the knife
Of the hand
Of the pain
Of the mind.

And all it can do is give you a tear
A salty, wet, tear.
Maybe two.
And that's all you have left.
The tears
The scars
The pain...the reminder
And that's all you'll ever have

You have to have a strong interior.
A strong exterior.
In life.
So, please be careful.
I bruise easily.