The Itch
written by: Don Knowles
@DonKnowles3
My battle wounds itch everyday
They are a constant twinge
reminders of the waging of personal wars
Wars I continue to fight
From within
Each jagged mark
Long healed over singe
Tweak the surface of my skin
spiraling down
Past all apparent cosmetic consideration
Centering on my cosmic core
I won’t bemoan these irritants
They preserve the lessons taught in battle
They are my comrades in arms
My medals to my life’s campaigns
The itch , that twitch merely a communique
Code Flashes to my soul
A memo saying
That clearly states
That I’ll soon be whole
They are Secret Messages of my healing
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