I have a big, beautiful scar right on my belly.
it has 6 inches, 15 stitches and it hurts like Hell.
it still has a pink-red color and, sometimes,
I feel a vibration right next to it.
that’s my physical damage.
I have a tiny, ugly scar right on my soul.
I don’t know what color it is because I’ve never seen it,
I’ve just felt it.
I’ve felt it everyday when he’s not around, when I don’t hear his voice
and this one, this one hurts like Heaven when you should be in Hell.
It feels so wrong, but right at the same moment.
that’s my emotional damage.