A Beautiful Disaster

wounds

wounds

My wounds aren't that easy to see, but they are there.

My wounds cover my body up and down,

Either in scar form or emotionally, 

I am a tattered being,

One who has been through so much,

So much heartbreak,

So much pain,

And so much sadness.

Some wounds I have gained from other people

And some wounds I have afflicted myself.

Not in places that can be seen,

It's more in places where they could be easily covered up.

Wounds heal,

But they don't heal all the way,

Wounds have a way of being opened again,

Either from reoccurring events

Or just from...

Being broken.

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