Tracing the dance of the needle in my skin I wonder why we choose to scar ourselves.
I wonder why we fall in love, and put ourselves through avoidable hells
With emotions cast upon us like evil spells, and the needle dwells in my back
Try not to react, yet shudders break my concentration like thunder
Shudders break my concentration like you walking into the room.
Shudders break my concentration like-
OM
And my beautiful scar resides with my heart
Reminding me that no matter the situation
No matter the heartbreak and devastation-
I am Gracious Harmony
I am one with the Universe
And all I have to do to converse with her
Is
OM
Hunched over the cold metal chair I-
OM
And though I cant see him my mind sees the lines being engraved forever in my pores like ancient drawing in caves.
And though I cant see it, the flower which lives between my shoulder blades in constant bloom is one of passion-
And I know my passions are always in bloom trying to keep the balance between my mind and my heart- remembering to leave room
My teeth chatter and my focus is obstructed
A violent vibration through the core of me
Pulse palpitation while you pledge your love for me
Try not to react but shudders break my concentration like thunder
Try not to react but shudders break my concentration like-
And I remember to breath deeply into my heart chakra and-
OOOOOMMMMMM
