Etched on my heart, invisible to the naked eye
Layers of flesh and muscle and bone
Covering a multitude of scars
Some lie deeper with thick re-growth
While others have faded over time
And I mostly am unaffected now
Unless there’s a trigger
With the ability to reach back in time
To make the past the present
When that happens it feels like a drum
Hammering away at the healed parts
Trying to break me back open
To let the blood flow freely again
But I am strong now and this is rare
So what I’m trying to say to you is this:
Hang on, for the pain will not last forever.



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