BuddhaRocks

Married dude from Michigan. I like good food, good beer and a wide variety of music. I write poetry/prose, take photos (which I post on occasion) and just goof around. I sometimes like to re-post things in a slightly-altered (and hopefully comedic) manner, just to see if anyone notices.

My First Poetry Reading

Scars

Scars are not all outside
Not all scars can be seen
Books not always written on the pages between

Scars show that you have healed
Scars show that you are strong
They are the beautiful grace notes of your life’s song

Heaven’s full of sinners
And Hell is full of saints
Portraits are not just made of canvases and paint

Scars show that you have lived
Scars show you’re still alive
Proving to the world that you know how to survive

So wear your scars proudly
Yes, wear those scars with pride
For they display the strength you have on the inside

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