These Thin Lines

THESE THIN LINES

Every line in her skin is a message,

relaying every stifled tear, the scratch

behind her left eye and the sting

in her right.

She wishes that she could erase

herself; every ugly reminder

that she is ageing

and growing old

and dying

to be alive again.

She left her skydiving days

in the third line under her right eye.

Deep and long.

She left the want to climb mountains

in her laugh lines.

Every line is a message.

A message to live

and live

before the lines hold more

than you once did…

 

 

 

 

*Featured image from: Praying For Parker Copyright © 2016

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