battle _____
Battle Scars
Sore and bruised,
I have been through it
and have the scars to show it.
Cleaved nearly in two
Half my heart
torn from my chest
How do you heal from
That kind of catastrophic injury?
And yet
Again I stand, if barely
An unevenness, roughness
A thickening of my soul
I feel it
In a constricting of my
Range of motion
I’m not quite free to do
The things I used to do
Not without a constant dull ache
And sometimes a sharp pain
Reminding me
That I’ve been through it
But scars mean healing is taking place
Imperfect healing
Slow and ongoing
The broken places mend
Evidence of my battle
Etched into my very skin