Putting ink and needle
to my skin made me realize
the impermanence of life.
How flesh is a life time
but a life time is just that,
only some number of years.
They say that tattoos are forever,
but cells flake off, organs decay,
and brains forget
the most important,
beautiful things.
I'm learning that even the
most profound of scars and
aches and pains
are all impermanent.
Because skin is just skin,
and I am just human,
and pain is not permanent.
• L.M
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Poems
PoetryI'm publishing selected poems I wrote throughout my life. • WARNING • Some poems can be triggering, because the poem itself can have depressive, self harm and/or suicidal thoughts
