Transformation

Wanting Something as a Warm reminder
A Totum of the Courage and Learning
The Pain of Stripping away of the Layers
The Depth of the Stain the layers left.

The Pleasure of Bonding and Mending
The Soothing of Tears Shared and Wiped
The Putting-Back-Together-of-Me
The Way that I see Fit.

The Transformation of So Many
But mostly of my Soul ...

I Breathed in the Pain, one more time
with each cut of my Skin;
I Breathed Out with Pleasure
As the Ink replaced Pain
And Rid my Memory of the Hurt
To Keep the Good, The Love
And the Joy.

Becoming Part of Me.
Finally, Not All of Me ...