I witnessed a death today
It was strange and silent
There was no pain or screams
No illness or disease
The stillness of the body
And the calmness of the mind
Dimness of the light
And the coolness of the breeze
A stranger kept smiling at me
He came close, so close
The light became brighter
My soul stopped burning
It became so cold
I witnessed a death today

Tiny, white lines cover her arms.
They crisscross and some of them are at angles,
Some have faded and some are new.
They are all beautiful
To me at least.
It's her constant reminder of everything she has been through
And a reminder of how strong she is.
I trace the scars with my fingertips
She shutters gently and looks away.
I'm so proud of you,
You never, ever gave up hope that tomorrow will be better.
She smiles faintly and kisses her scars.
Her beautiful, white scars that reminds her
That things will get better.