Tuesday, March 10, 2015

Not Beautiful

My scars are not beautiful.
I will not romanticize
this red testimony.
Just a lesson learned in my eyes.

Dancing with blades.
This self-infliction
is no masterpiece,
just another addiction.

You cannot compare
this scar to a sapphire,
though both gleam in the light
of the mind's consuming fire.

They are not beautiful.
But I am despite.
An honest, loving soul
clothed in rags of hindsight.

You are beautiful
but not for your scars.
It's for your strength that you're still here
to write your memoirs.

Lay down your weapon,
your poison of choice.
Pick up your best offense.
Raise your beautiful voice.

(Written 3.10.15)

2 comments:

  1. I can see you working through a lot of thoughts in your poetry. Such a powerful way to make sense of the world. Keep writing!

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  2. "It's for your strength that you're still here
    to write your memoirs.

    Pick up your best offense.
    Raise your beautiful voice."

    May your voice inspire others to stick around and write their stories.

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