by Tony   May 8, 2017

Scars on my skin are faded
Most were self inflicted
Trying to control the pain
I could not have predicted

Hidden deep beneath my skin
There are many broken bones
Reminders of mistakes I've made
From testing the unkowns

Beneath the mended bones
Beats a battered heart
Running low on trust and love
Trying vainly to restart

Wherever my soul exists
Its a ragged thing indeed
Broken from the compromise
I was once forced to concede

Can you hear it in my voice
Maybe see it it my eyes?
The lessons that I've learned
Prematurely made me wise

Because I can see your scars
Plain as day upon your face
Been through such a burden
Yet handled with such grace

Beneath your skin like me
You often feel pain
Not on a daily basis
But only when it rains

In you I sense a kindred heart
Heaven sent from above
An echo to everything I feel
How could I not fall in love?

You've trusted me enough
To show me glimpses of your soul
And its the purest thing I've seen
Life could not take its toll

Complicated could be beautiful
And beauty I know well
All my life I have been
Trapped under beauty's spell


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  • 1 year ago

    by Alec

    See what I was talking about? Holding this crap in aint healthy!

    • 1 year ago

      by Tony

      I know. Easier said than done Alec lol, believe me I've tried

  • 1 year ago

    by AngelaLuisaCory

    Tony. You took the time to read my poetry. I have read this. So heartwarming that out of despair such beauty in life can be found. Keep writing. It's a cleansing of the soul.