battle scars

when you thought everything has healed
it comes back again
it has become a part of you
seeping through your veins.

and you start to hear it again
it just went on momentary pause.
it is not a song playing
but, a soul weeping.
carrying a lot of burden,
memories, you think, are long forgotten.
you had your fist clenched,
held on to it too tight
that it caused a sharp sting.

when the ache doesn't fade,
when the scars don't heal,
when the weight has become too heavy,
unfold your fingers one by one --
and learn to let go,
let the pain leave you.

hush now.
be still.
be silent.
you've been through this before.