Challenge
Tell the story behind one of your scars in the form of a poem.
Blades
Anger
Sadness
Trauma,
My mind circled into a never ending spiral of emotion
Far too much to control
And with no idea how to help me
Only one place to go...
Cold
Sharp
Slick
My last resort to a better ending
Smooth steel to make me forget the anguish
A thing to distract
Slice
Slice
Back and forth like lumberjacks sawing a tree
Until there is almost nothing left to be
except calm
With due time my calm fades until all that remains is soft and lightly colored against my skin
Resting upon my forearm from side to side...
A reminder that I'm still alive.
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