I see distance
From what was
Once pain.
A paved road
Lies behind
Each square
Marking a story.
I see distance
From who
I once were
And yet
I am now
So much closer
To her
The lost girl.
These walls
Are now
Truly a home
My skin
Is now
My own.
I see distance
From all of that
Which created the scars
I see beauty
In each of them
The skin needed
To be cut
And the blood
Needed to be drained.
I see distance
From that time
When the scars
Have slowly disappeared.
I see distance
But I know
That time is there
Waiting for me
In the distance
That I see.

© Isa Lisboa