Monday 12 October 2015

Scars Don't Make You Beautiful


It does not help to romanticize sorrow...
If you must grieve every waking moment, do.
But, I will not tell you how beautiful your tears are...
Nor the smile that you feign so well, the way you wear it like an armour,
You should know...
Beneath the metal, there is skin, and it is just as soft.
So, I will not tell you how brave you are for donning an armour.
But I will tell you, you are beautiful, still
And brave, just for breathing.
And as you break and build, all over again,
I will tell you, you are beautiful,
You are beautiful.
And I need you to believe me.