Flesh Wound
Wouldn't it be grand if we could heal all the people we love? Comfort them with foresight and a guarantee of what's to come. Make them forget how they had been hurt before, forget how their hearts had been broken, forget the moment they learned to no longer trust. Stitch up where others had gone wrong and make them believe that it won't happen again.
What does it take to slough off the callouses from such old scars?
Scarring is the body's emergency freakout reaction to a wound - the result of an overabundance of white blood cells that lay a new bed of fibers to heal. It creates a thick, protective barrier that while effective in its use as replacement for damaged tissue, is far inferior to its predecessor. Scars do not grow, do not feel, barely live - they rather just kind of exists. Some scars run too deep to soften; instead the scar tissue binds itself to the muscle underneath, hindering its ability to function at all.
I have come to think that learning to love, trust and hope after faith has been broken before is like reopening that wound, causing another freakout defense of emotional WBC. It's like having to rebreak a bone in order to set it and allow it to heal correctly. You have to be broken down to the core, down to the best and worst of yourself to learn to love and more importantly, to be loved.
I suppose the hard fact is that scars are permanent. They may heal, they may soften and fade but neither eventually nor miraculously will the effects ever go away. I should know this - 8 years between surgeries and I've always had a limp.
If I could walk on water
If I could tell you what's next
Make you believe
Make you forget
What does it take to slough off the callouses from such old scars?
Scarring is the body's emergency freakout reaction to a wound - the result of an overabundance of white blood cells that lay a new bed of fibers to heal. It creates a thick, protective barrier that while effective in its use as replacement for damaged tissue, is far inferior to its predecessor. Scars do not grow, do not feel, barely live - they rather just kind of exists. Some scars run too deep to soften; instead the scar tissue binds itself to the muscle underneath, hindering its ability to function at all.
I have come to think that learning to love, trust and hope after faith has been broken before is like reopening that wound, causing another freakout defense of emotional WBC. It's like having to rebreak a bone in order to set it and allow it to heal correctly. You have to be broken down to the core, down to the best and worst of yourself to learn to love and more importantly, to be loved.
I suppose the hard fact is that scars are permanent. They may heal, they may soften and fade but neither eventually nor miraculously will the effects ever go away. I should know this - 8 years between surgeries and I've always had a limp.
If I could walk on water
If I could tell you what's next
Make you believe
Make you forget
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