Poetry

Wounds

She spends most of her time behind close doors, accessing wrestling with her inner being,

She spends most of her time, in a safe zone as the world is the reason she is scarred,

Scars she wears proudly when approached, scars she is not afraid of displaying when given the opportunity,

See, sometimes these scars get infected, sometimes exposure happens prematurely,

Prematurely displaying, helplessly placed, naively exposed at the sight preying vultures,

Raise yourself, is the answer given, get out there, is the approach shown and taught,

Little is context taken into account, little are the degrees of the scars shown are examined,

Lone, she finds herself, sheilded she prefers herself, safe she nurses thyself…

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