Creative Practice Day 60
General Summary
My scars feel like they last too long
skin, taught, stretched over a wound
mirroring the heart
A fleeting touch,
burned upon my outer self
a lasting reminder that does not wait for recognition,
deeper wounds are worse,
from longer exposure or repeated injury
carve me like Mars's ravines
As I try to heal, to salve these marks
I watch those around me
getting up and walking away
and they walk away
a separation I cannot bear
for scars are some comfort
Leave me kneeling in the grave
of all I've loved
and lost
Report Date
19 Dec 2025
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