Bianca Free


deep wounds


It's tragic that some scars exist for years
…How a few survive forever, even
And, how peculiar—one day the scars are seemingly healing
Then opened wide and bleeding the next

With all the bandages and first aid kits in the medicine cabinet
It seems possible to repair any scratch or tear permanently

BUT that's not really so….

It's said the wounds will close
But the wounds do not close
Only do more appear and old ones reopen

Why apply the bandages and creams if it doesn't result in recovery
Why not just rip the scar open and make it bleed
…Create a wound so deep it's numbing

Deep wounds may exist for years, perhaps forever just like scars

Or they might eat away the body
There cannot be any pain without a body

Submitted: Tuesday, February 26, 2013
Edited: Saturday, January 25, 2014

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