Tissue

Tissue

Every time I look back I see
whatever the hurt gave me.
Unfortunately this is the past
and is a part of my skin – ever growing
ever consuming and always refreshing.

That stain of time is in everything –
Opinion, questioning; the impression.
The birthmark of a judgement
Visible by my closest friend to judge.
They will always make their own opinion.

If I should taste bitterness; an exception
to the rule of equal treatment –
We are always here to remark on others
which is the way it will always be,
until the scar becomes a part of you.

Acceptance is the flesh that is never seen –
Fever flowing through a bursting vein.
I can improve and will try with a passion
in time things will be better – optimism
But it appears a long way away.