I have a broken bone.
This bone didn't really start out as a bone,
But it was made to withstand a lot of pressure.
It started out soft,
Vulnerable and open.
I was raised in an environment
That gave me the proper nutrients
To keep the bone intact.
Nothing really happened to that bone.
I was happy and pain-free.
There's no long, dramatic story
To how this bone came to break.
And even if there is,
I doubt all the pressure only just hit me now.
Little cracks in the bone through my childhood only made it stronger,
But for a wound to heal, it must be left alone.
It must not be reopened or touched.
There are few times where fiddling with a wound
Helps the healing process.
My wounds would not fully heal
Before another would suddenly take its place.
Unusual bumps and scars formed
In a drastic attempt to make me better
Before I was hurt again.
My body had grown accustomed
To the continuous breaking.
The stronger this bone became,
The less it actually broke.
Although there would al