SAND18 US — The Wound of Love

By Maya Luna

I gave up
On healing my trauma 
I gave up 
On practicing the skills 
To become whole 
Today I gave up
On evolving 
Into that ever elusive 
Better version of myself 
Today I submitted 
To the wound of love 
I stopped pointing at it 
Looking at it 
Soothing it
Tweaking it 
Fixing it
Finessing it
Hiding it
Polishing it 
I stopped this game of separation
I crawled inside the wound 
And spread it open 
I decided to wear it like a gown 
I accepted my total and utter 
To be anything else
But me

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