the hidden marks of excruciating pain

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  1. Lentil Illness

    Lentil Illness Well-Known Member

    the residual
    scars that scare
    fill me with despair

    corrugated arms
    that so alarm
    signify self harm

    (of which
    you are unaware)

    on the map
    of my body
    the scars
    mark the
    battlefield

    the war that
    nobody saw

    and that will
    never be written
    into the chronicles
    of our history

    to me my reality
    to others a mystery


    I hide them like my pain
    I hide them like my pain
     
  2. theleastofthese

    theleastofthese SF Friend Staff Alumni

    I can't see them but I can see your description of your pain - past and present. But more than that, I can see beyond and behind the surface right into your soul - and I love what I see there, you're beautiful there, you're whole. Your inside is full of potential and hope to me. Not being able (yet) to see you in person, I have to rely on my 'inner vision' and it sees you in a wonderful light:smile: : the light of Friendship and Love. "It is only with the heart that one can see rightly; what is essential is invisible to the eye." (The Little Prince)

    love,

    least
     
  3. Lentil Illness

    Lentil Illness Well-Known Member

    I try not to look at them, for they are hideous.

    But your friendship is precious.

    Love,

    LI x
     
  4. We all carry scars. Some we see, most we do not (and some will never admit to them...). No matter how they were inflicted, I see them as honourable BATTLESCARS. Signs of Survival. And I love that quote from The Little Prince - I've used it before. It's nice when you find someone who knows the meaning of it themselves.

    {{FAL1}}
     
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