Non-fiction / Scars And Lies (Analysis)
What is it about the cold that makes my scars show?
I’m seeing ones I’d forgotten I had.
Self-inflicted; accidental.
Everything.
I’m not sure of the story behind all of them.
Or even if there is a story.
But they’re all there.
Clear as daylight.
And it’s troubling to wonder how many people can see them.
I have some on my shoulders from when I would cut there.
The other day my friend saw them (they’re thin white scars, obvious next to my slight remaining tan)
I played it off as I’d always had them…but she said “Do you know what these look like?” in a sort of knowing/insinuating voice.
I just shrugged and said “All I know is that I’ve always had them. I’m not even sure what they’re from.”
I’m not that good of a liar to people who actually know me. I think she managed to see right through that awful lie.
And there you have it.
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To own up to something so personal in a public forum requires a certain amount of courage, well done.
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A very nice play on the troubled mind self-inflicting pain and the scars almost like leaving a trail to past pains. Twist with the friend seeing them and lying about what they actually meant. You could even revist this and open them up (sorry) to what they mean, when they were created, and how you feel about them now… or maybe that’s all another poem.
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