Friday, May 17, 2013

Warrior Marks

A lover once told me
as I covered up the marks
on my marred alabaster skin
that scars are beautiful battle wounds
that prove you survived
fighting a difficult fight.
But I have a myriad of scars
that make me shudder
the worst of which no man can see
because they’re hidden deep inside
where they multiply and intensify
waging war on me
cutting closer and closer
to my delicate core
carving visible flaws
in my body’s design
redirecting its course
so that it opposes and fails me
and finally, brought to my knees,
I wonder how much strength
it will take to fight this inner battle
against me, for me
and how beautiful
winning this war would be.


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