I love to scratch my wounds,
To make myself feel that they are new,
To believe they are as green as grass,
To understand they had a deep impact & they still have,
To explore more of the infections created around them,
To see how much more depth & clarity it has added to my life,
To know how many times I have been there & back to square one,
To get answers to how, when, and why I got these wounds on the sacred part of my body,
Yes, you read it right!
I love to scratch my wounds…
Because it’s the only way I could feel the grief in my life.
And, my grief is the only thing that makes me STRONG
Stronger than ever before, Stronger than my very own imagination!