I
saw the tears start to fall
Like
rain drops falling
During
a savage storm
I
saw the tears fall down your face
And
through their shine
Could
see all
I
saw the pain, the hurt, the anger
But
mostly, I saw your fear
That
this is what life is
I
saw their intent
I
saw their path
There
was no rainbow at the end
There
was no gold to reclaim again
I
saw your tears start to fall
Beauty
marks
I
felt your heart beat
Like
the drums of a soldier
Before
a battle
As
he takes up arms to a cause
Not
really understanding
But
knowing he must fight
His
heart beating in fear
His
heart banging out his excitement
I
saw a land without borders
As
two armies faced on a field
The
knives in your heart
Piercing
through the sound
And
rhythm of your heart
I
felt your heart beat
Beauty
marks
I
heard your screams
Like
the riot through the city
Fighting
against hate, injustice
Pushing
against the walls
Banging
its fist on the bars of the cell
Never
turning your cheek
Knowing
the feel of the fist
You
never turned down the volume
You
never shut your eyes
Or
turned my head away
You
faced the crowd
You
were not glass
You
were steel
I
heard your screams
Beauty
marks
I
watched you bleed
As
you put the tip
To
flesh
Pulling
away
Feeling
pain
Feeling
release
Letting
out the bad, the evil, the pain, the unjust
Leaving
emptiness
Drops
of red falling onto the virgin Earth
Staining
the waters
Darkening
the skies
You
can't always see
The
scarred remains of pain
I
watched you bleed
Beauty
marks
I
ached in hunger with you
As
you melted away
Starving,
aching and in need
Reaching
out for substance
Clutching
only air
Gasping
with need
Shining
your searchlight
Into
the darkness
But
finding only night
Looking
desperately
Needing
even more
You
bones shining through
You
feel invisible
I
ached with hunger with you
Beauty
marks
I
have been where you are before
I
have walked the same path
The
dirt worn by those before me
And
those yet to come
I
have felt the pain
Of
losing who you are
Not
recognizing anymore
The
face in the mirror
Some
wear their scars
Others
have theirs hidden deep inside
It
is not the loudest in the room
With
the strength to carry the world
You
do not need permission to feel
The
world can hold more emotion than you know
I
have been where you are before
Beauty
marks
I
saw the tears start to fall
I
felt the heart beat
I
heard the screams
I
watched the blood spill
I
ached inside and out with hunger
I
have been there before
I
felt the same pebble in my shoe
I
felt the same fire singe my skin
I
bled on the same battlefield
I
prayed with the same whispered abandon
I
screamed love but only heard the resounding echo
And
still looked upon my scars
Holding
them up to the mirror proud
These
scars are not the end...they are beauty, strength, the beginning
Beauty
marks
