For a Freshly Healed Friend
You see, love, the thing about new beginnings is first you need an old end Skin is only new after being ripped away Your scars are the cleanest part of you They are so very clean It’s the wounds that are dirty, dear Not the scars The scars are just the dappled sunlight on the forest floor That shocking revelation that comes when things long thought dead come back to life When the 1000 days have passed And peeling back the curtains on the 1001st You open you’re eyes and it’s a beautiful day Scars are when you realize that you are new again At last You the freedom of when scars are just scars Shimmering white boxes you have escaped Yes it hurt Old ends hurt Old boxes leave scars They’ll always be there but you’re free now But you’re new again Smile dear You’re ok And Maybe Just maybe Soon I will be too