Cuts and Bruises are nothing but wounds on the surface of your skin,
Showing you had the guts to work for something.
Scars are permanent imperfections grafted onto the surface of your skin,
The question is accident prone or forever?
Stitches are either inevitable or insecurity,
Sowing up and fixing a part of yourself you didn't want others to see.
Broken bones are stupidity or bravery.
Casts are togetherness or a burden that can only be accepted with laughter.
I once had a friend, one of my best friends.
She took 14 pills a day, I know the exact number because I watched her take every single one.
She has a permanent black and blue bruise on the inside crease of her elbow, where the IV is injected every month.
They say to see if she's functioning.
She says to see if she's alive.
A disease she can't get rid of.
Diseases are like that old oak tree in the backyard that you can't cut down because the roots are too deep.
