Forgive the scars
They themselves are not an art
Created from the aesthetic partsÂ
Of a human brain and heart
It is hard to part
If you refuse to forgive and forget
Your part in the game
That led to whatever pain
You may be facing now
Or any day to come
Life is complicated enough
You win some, you lose someÂ
The message is consistent
All across the board.
Life is one part pain and one part beauty.
What Iâ€™ve learnedÂ
Is the one is so much easier to bearÂ
Without shame and guilt
Added to to the marinara
In which I often soak.
I feel as if I have awoke
From a sleep I did not even know
I was having.
You cannot know what you are missing
If it was never there to begin with
I donâ€™t believe in fate
I believe There are all kinds of injuries promised
Along the way
And a similar demise for all who may
While Many fear and stray
I am trying to learn to trust, hope and pray
From flesh wounds to fatalities
Love is easier to carry than hate.Â