Every part that broke
Took time to repair,
And the areas stretched
Across keloid scars
Were never smooth.

The bold raised welts,
Like badges of suvival
Only some courageously
Got the privilege
To wear if deserving.

Throughout the process
Of connecting peices
Severed back together,
Were agonizing unions
Increasing surface areas.

In due time rejuvenating
Those areas of sensitivity
That better filter emotions,
Becoming more in tuned
With degrees of healing.

Each mark serving
As pain raised memorials,
Where beneath taunt skin
Drawn in a greater victory
Are reasons to proceed.

There are healed wounds
That change us inside out,
Across areas in instances
Where things grow stronger
From having been broken.

Ria 2016