the deepest wounds
are my dearest friends
they follow me through till the end..
Teaching me, showing me, guiding me on..
With each gash
I learn me strong
cherishing the wrongs, the hurts, the pain
All of life is mine to gain..
I may be wiser, maybe I’m not
but I’m open to live..
pliable, limber
wanting to give
twisting and turning with all there is..
I’ve soaked it all up
abundant and full..
Life slips in
carves us to win
the scars are my beauty
time will tell
I wear them well..
walk with me
talk with me
hold my hand
the privilege is yours to
know where I stand..