They say scars are ugly. They tell us to cover it up as if it's shameful to have one. But scars are proof that we overcame a battle, And though we had been wounded, We survived.
The stories behind scars proved that We did not stay in ruins after chaos. We got up and started to build an upgraded version of ourselves. And those scars are reminders that We can grow stronger throughout our journey.
Each scar deserves a place in this life. So we can look back at it As if one looks at a masterpiece displayed in the finest museum.
I had never seen eyes that were glaciers The act upon you as those icy giants do Slowly as it moves, you realize Crept up on you, surrounding you Leg trapped, it is a patient freeze Consumes, crushes, kills
Does not buy happiness, It gives you a moment of euphoria, But it does not fill the empty void in your heart. It is the key to salvation, Without wealth, you are nothing.
The sea, an eternity of sapphires topped with glittering diamonds that roll and rustle and shush against each other, cresting into the shore with eager greeting.
I can be the center of attention But be absent. Emotionless. Empty. All I am is a husk. But no one knows. I'm good at make believe. Hiding my emotions So that when, Not if, when, They leave No one is the wiser. And no one cares About my absence.