Scars Have Stories
The numerous scars on me tell their own stories.
Some tell of humor, some exciting and some are gory.
Each and everyone of them has something real to say,
About the day they first appeared, on a very painful day.
Those scars I hardly ever pen, nor like to even mention.
It’s those scars inside of me that need my sole attention.
The ones that tear my heart apart and torture my weary mind.
These are the ones I pen, they’re always so effortless to find.
When I write them down on paper, the release is actually swift.
Releasing them is freedom & the liberty will make my spirits lift.
If I wouldn’t release them, the pain would be totally unbearable.
And I would never heal inside, for they would be incurable.
Don’t keep those scars inside of you for they will never die.
Talk to friends and loved ones, go on give it an honest try.
You will feel so liberated when you finally let them out.
In fact, you may do a dance, or sing or you may even shout.
Written by,
Bonnie May
Releasing them is freedom & the liberty will make my spirits lift.
If I wouldn’t release them, the pain would be totally unbearable.
And I would never heal inside, for they would be incurable.
You offer very good advice in your verses here, Bonnie. Thank you. Love and blessings to you,
Regis
Excellent write. If felt your pain through the entire poem. Sometimes it's not good to keep things bottled up inside. Perhaps the scars you never pen, you should.
Mary
Georg
Edwin
Talk to friends and loved ones, go on give it an honest try.
Another extremely sage piece, Dr. Bonnie. No wonder my Jersey brother likes you better than Dr. Phil.
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :)
No angel yet......