His tattoos covered every inch of his skin,
Shielding his true identity from the world.
He felt safe being suffocated by ink.
They’d never know who he really was.
Just the carefully constructed exterior,
That he mapped out on his skin.
He felt power in being able to decide,
How he would be perceived.
Danger, mystery, intrigue.
He loved playing god.
Having control,
Feeling safe and untouchable.
The black designs hid his past,
The parts of him that were weak, broken.
No one would ever suspect the truth.
He loved the false strength it gave him.
Something he had been yearning for
His whole life.
About the Creator
Religious Freedom Granted in 1978
What traditions are you most thankful for and why? Rupi Kaur's Gratitude Writing Prompts 1. Enormous Gratitude for the return of religious freedom for American Indians in 1978. The same year I got into recovery. That year I could smudge, go into the sweat lodge, attend full-moon ceremony, pipe ceremony, wiping of tears ceremony, and others.
By Denise E Lindquist5 days ago in Writers
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