Dragon Scales

To love is to be vulnerable...and that is especially true with God.

Dragon Scales

Curled up in a corner
Hiding from the world
…Or hiding from yourself?

Noise constantly beating
Down on your ears.
Keeps the Voices—lies—
Away.
If you can’t hear,
You don’t have to
Deal.

Scales…scars…
Dead skin.
Unable to heal
if not ripped
Off.

Too painful,
Hurts…
Pain scares you…
This intense.

Survival…can anyone
Survive that much?

You pull away more,
Hugging your knees,
Hoping no one
Notices.

Let me help.
You hear a
Still voice whisper,
I’m strong enough.

‘It hurts’, you whimper,
Trying to cover up,
‘Can’t it just go away
On its own?’

Not without my help.
Will you let me take your
Dragon scales?

You try on your own
First.
Your nails tearing,
Ripping...
To no avail.

Just another layer,
Thicker…deeper…stronger.

Crumpling…you
Weakly nod.
The pain is intense,
You open your mouth
To scream,
But no sound.

Pain with bursts
Of joy.
Healing mixed with
Hurt.
Dragon scales getting
Ripped away.

A naked vulnerable body
Revealed…
Healing pain
With joy.