my scars.
Pages left unturned happiness passed up
because lessons never learned.
I go back to the same mistakes repeatedly,
conceitedly thinking I will succeed.
You see I come from a bloodline of
Warriors
Peacekeepers
Leaders
Healers
I will never give up on humanity no matter
what it throws at me. I wear
my scars
with pride, it reminds me of what I have
Endured
Withstood
Resisted
Survived
to see them is what keeps me
Alive.
Author Bio:
Tina is a personal chef and a long-time writer and love of poetry. She spent her childhood in Knoxville, Tennessee, and went to high school in San Diego, California. She became a perm ant resident of Virginia Beach, Virginia in the early 90s.
She writes about personal experiences from trauma, grief, mental health, and healing. She is hoping to inspire and create a unified experience of hope and understanding.