Hidden

Forged in Bone

Just like the engraved letters, gracefully designed to show a messengers meaning on the ring with glory and hope, our stories are shared in our bones forever.
The happiness, the sadness, the brightness, and darkness. The everyday battles, won, with the crippling outcome shown outside by all the battles fought. Achingly shining the endeavor.
The love, the heartache, the downward spirals, with all the rising destinations. Written as ink to show what the tongue dare not snake out. Screams mimic the thought of a bullfight. Although, this fight holds no chance.
Gripped by the fear of a tomorrows end. Masked by armory of a gentle yet strong heart. Created with the famous cherry blossom story to wake to, only to battle with the crushing reality of dry season. Written all over the face, a shot of existence.
Designed to win the war. Durable and reliable enough to go the distance in battle. Our bones are real. Breaking. Shrinking. Grinding. Aching. Holding up this diamond no man can easily hold up by themselves. Shaking yet never stirred. Biting on for lifes dear conception. Peace.
Forged in our bones. Not just a fracture of the inner defenses. Not just the lines of such pain gratefully unnoticed. However it\'s at the end, sadly not seen by us who fought until the end.
Release.
Deeper in our bones hold more meaning. Defense. Honor. Character. Ability. Power.
Words constructed to describe the foundation of stature. Forgiving all for every fight. Eventually collecting the debt in the end. Without a chance. Walking stops with forged letters appearing as we finally fight the last battle. Creating the scenery only the newcomers will be allowed to witness. What a sight.