Their persistant weapons
find a hundred ways to break you.
They split your tender flesh.
so many times before.
Seems like forever.
Scar tissue sits thick on elastic skin.
You examine each chilling wound
as it knits into a jagged seam.
after quivering years
of enemy ambush and friendly fire,
you stand guard for a while,
Hushed fairy stories
As soon as your limbs relax,
a trickster attacks from behind,
slicing bright scarlet gashes
across faded scars.
you remind yourself
that you have survived countless conflicts,
and still you refuse to be beaten down.
Your wounds leave deep lines,
but they always heal.
The Daily Post #Heal
©Jane Paterson Basil