That Stigma

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Suggested audio: Bleed Like Me by Garbage

Scarred over time

Scarred by your words

Scarred by the blades

Of anything in sight

Scarred by plastic

By broken glass

More intact than I

A quick slash to release the emotions

Changes torment into fading fires

Mighty winds into breezes

Monsoons leave behind a rainbow

Silence becomes sweet birdsong

A red trickle of life flows quickly drying

Wet tears dry on the corner of soft lips

Eyes glazed over beginning to focus

Clarity begins to overwhelm

Blade wiped down and hidden

Rising up now poison purged

Deep breath in thankful reprieve

She rises to her feet

Thankful that her tie-dyed skirt

Covers up the stigma

© Copyright: Sharon Lawson™

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