Oud
Dragon eye
What if trauma
was a dragon
Every traumatic event
a single beast
All different:
sharp, vicious,
breathtaking, freezing,
scorching, ferocious,
blunt, overwhelming...
and each and every one
invisible to you
and any untrained eye
They drag you away
to days long forgotten
hidden in folds
of time and soft cotton
Their scales scrape your skin
and bring your scars to light
The screams in your head,
keep on piercing the night
Their fires forge an armour,
so dense you can’t fight
You chase them away,
and they come back to bite
Crawling away, you just bring to light
that there really is
-nowhere-
to hide
Mastering dragons
takes faith, focus and might:
it is no small task, to pretend you're alright...
as you walk your path, with this herd by your side:
Bide your time
To stand your ground
Look them in the eye
And call out their crime
May they
roar and rumble
fall and tumble
shrink and crumble
And finally say goodbye