Flesh and Bone

I cut into my veins,

My heart spills onto the page

And the words bleed out;

As everything I’ve ever known

Is echoed in my flesh and bones.

All the scars in my skin

Hold their stories within,

Through soft silence, they shout,

“All the thing I used to know

Left traces on my flesh and bone.”

I look into my face;

The maze of lines let me trace

All the worry and doubt...

And all this time I’ve barely known

What lies within my flesh and bones.