Bruises

The black and brown bruises upon my body
Aren’t from the ones lashing at me with words.
These beautiful markings are a beating I gave myself.

I’ll awake in the abyss and feel them forming across me.
In the brightest of moments I have within the abyss,
I can see them fade away and I wonder what caused them.

Then, I recall they’re from my revelations I have experienced.
I was injured in life’s darkest moments,
And it showed me how stubborn of a child I was.

The bruises came upon me as the pain was unbearable.
As I was revealed to the light, the bruises were fading.
I no longer lived in the darkness; I rose more to the light.

Black and brown all over.
I accept it.