when they're sore and red
then you let them breathe
when they heal a bit.
wear them proud!
not for what they seem to be -
morbid memories,
unheard cries,
judging eyes
and lost smiles.
but for what they really are -
your rough and lovely Battle Scars.
to those who feel stronger while they're tearing their skin
and most of all: to my boy
V.
July, Sofia |
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