Tiny traces become
deep gouges
with years of use,
on the face
on the mind
patterns of fate and choice.
Sometimes those scar lines
are self abuse
learned through experiences
and repeated
over and over.
Teaching yourself new ways
and learning new grooves
takes time too.
But time can smooth
the old wounds
and carve out
beautiful new patterns
in your life
like the moko on a chin,
that dance to the
tune of love.
Remember to smile.
You're worth it
all the time.