You ache from it,
The burden of the past
Feels leaden -
A jagged rock, it was all
Splinters and sharp edges
At the time it occurred,
Worn smooth over time
But still pressing and sore...
Realization, though relieving,
Makes it hurt all the more.
Understanding and peace
Will come with acceptance
That it is only yours -
So own it, carve it,
Sculpt it and use it.
Remember that it makes you,
It creates and shapes you,
Into someone better, someone new.
The pain is there to remind you
That despite all this, you\'re still alive,
Your scars are there to show you
That you\'ve healed, and you\'ve survived.