You treat them
Yet they are permanent
You hide them
Yet they are permanent
You ignore them
Yet they are permanent
You hurt them
Yet they are permanent
You forget them
Yet they are permanent
You hate them
Yet they are permanent
You love them
Yet they are permanent
You kill them
Yet they are permanent
Scars are permanent
But they are beautiful
Because they are you
And you are them
I totally agree with you. We are afraid to be hurt again and try to hide our scars. It`s more difficult to heal the soul than the body, but scars (both physical and scars of the heart) are not something what is ugly or something what must make us hate ourselves and feel ashamed. The pure soul will always remain pure. The beauty of the body is only a the reflection of the beauty of the soul. Thank for sharing this wonderful poem and the story of you friend.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
so true....no way hiding them.... well said :)