"Tormented eyes never lie."

Some people don't have the courage to say what they're thinking. Silently slithering in your shadows, secretly despising you. Beware of the snakes hiding in high grass disguising their truths. Side smiles when you cry and fake love when you’re high, heed their intentions. The concealed malice in their hearts festers through egoistical insecurities. It is inevitable the negative energy manifested through the build up of an ego gone mad will unexpectedly shock you with a two faced reality. 

My back scars tell a story of beloved backstabbers. Each invisible dagger has permanently imprinted on my spirit. The unimaginable moment a beloved reveals their knife to your back. Tormented eyes never lie, their silence boils over. The ravishing and thrashing spewed through words of ill feelings. Their stabs are swift, deep, and precise, this foe knows you. A confidant’s betrayal will penetrate your body differently. Completely exposed, the agony caused by deception is evident. Nevertheless, recognize the damage rendered to your spirit, we must heal ourselves. Licked wounds will cause bacteria and infect your spirit.  It is within the story of our scars that will become the lessons for our future. 

All wounds are not visible. The internal black and blues living within our spirits can cause a lifetime of pain. Bruises may disappear or transform into scars, but the trauma of life’s painful experiences has lived within all of us. Let the evidence be evident, love yourself. What have your back scars taught you?

The Judaist’s in life are purposeful.

-K.A.O

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