Bruises and Scars

We all have the ability
to live in chaos or tranquility
based on the course of our actions-
acting upon priorities or distractions
who we are and who we are to be
depends on the world we choose to see
for me, I want to be free of animosity
but in life, this choice is not always easy

We fall and tumble after a minor stumble
over words, feelings, expectations
shallow analyzations and personal evaluations
bruised and battered, clothes ripped and tattered
over things that may or may not truly matter

But we walk and limp with discolored skin
as if hurting and feeling were notable sins
stoned to death by the eyes of my enemies
as if hatred and self-loathing befriended me
leaving my skin cut deep only to scar
alongside the bruises that define who we are

But the end of our struggles reside in our mind
and fall victim to hearts that are pure and kind
and forgiveness heals all hard hearted fools
for when we forgive we let go of the rules
and love with compassion above boundries of law
and see gold in the scars that once were of flaw



We give hope to the wreckless pirates of purity
crumble boundaries of weakness and insecurity
because when people promise love instead of hate
we forget how to fight and only to appreciate
the time we have with those that matter
allow glass ceilings to tumble, break and shatter
and while scars never heal and bruises sink deep in our skin
we will prepare for restoration before the battle can begin