Screaming Scars

picking carefully each step through prickly needles
you’ve walked this path before
the fear now has a different taste
more coffee than rye
there are a few on the edge of the wood
offering platitudes
filling an empty space falsely
there are memories that may not be real
but imagined daydreams
to help make sense of the words
there are living scars
that scream with each step
but you can’t be still
you’ve uncovered this path for yourself
now keep going

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