Hold my scars

[Merit]

Hold my scars
That happened when I chewed on thorns
Of roses that I ate up raw
Trying to drink their color through soft petals
Melting on my tongue
Scars
That came from hitting stones
That lay in destructive manner
Too still in my way
When I tried to break them
They mocked me by drawing lines
On my light skin
Rough against smooth palms
Tough against pale knuckles

But alas I drank the color whole
My blood dripping from my mouth in words that spoke distorted of the secrets of the universe
I couldn’t understand, but I felt a light melt in my heart and shade it bigger
And alas I broke the stone
At the cost of broken bones
I got up with shaky legs
But still took steps
That shook the earth
For I had turned to steel by proving
There is nothing like a rocky path for me

So hold my scars
I gently place them on your fingertips
That are going to be
the most gentle of beings
to ever grace me
I trust with chapped lips and eyeballs on fire
I trust with the ice cold shock of desire
I trust with a thousand knives stabbed in my back
Because I saw what could come next

Hold my scars
And I shall fade into stardust
And all my scars will become starlight that will soar through the heavens and form new constellations
A light alighting
just to show us our existence
In painful freedom

[Ilka-Maria]

Wow! What a bullshit nightmare. But, what the heck, has it anything to do with poetry?

What about a date with your shrink? Go ahead, before it's too late.