The Weight of Ink

Writing prompt: Ink
Understood as: the tattoos on my skin.

I carry a visible weight
of invisible wars.
remnants of the battles won,
of lives,
lived, loved, and lost.

I carry a visible weight
of invisible scars.
reminders of the years passed,
the nights survived,
the days made to last.

This visible weight
represents invisible memories.
fragments of a phantom love,
of stolen kisses, secret affairs,
and never-solved mysteries.

It is a visible weight
of invisible flames.
residues and ashes,
of amateur games.

I carry a visible weight
of invisible belief.
a hint of survival,
a hope of passing grief.

I carry a visible weight
of invisible waves.
mighty, adamant,
refusing to drown,
the deadliest graves.

I carry the weight of a life,
of dreams, reality, and loss.
the weight of freedom,
at an unspeakable cost.

This weight keeps me grounded,
never lets me sink.
It lets me fly, gives me hope,
anchors me to the shore.

It’s a reminder of everything I have been,
and all that I can think,
it’s my soaring high and coming home,
this visible weight of ink.

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