We hide our scars, both physical and mental as if they were shameful things to be buried in the darkest part of our hearts and minds.
Somehow these things become marks of shame; they separate us from others.
But really think about it. We live in a world that has teeth and it has sharp edges. Tragic and painful things rain down
The feel of the place was oppressive, the sunlight stopped at the window panes like it was afraid to enter. It left a murky unwholesome feeling inside me. But I shook it off and looked instead at a voyeur’s paradise. I got to go through some poor guy’s life and poke around and judge him! How awesome is that?
An avian noted for it’s size and strength it can easily snare a child in its razor sharp talons. In some stories it has been know to grab a buffalo calf then fly away, outlined by flashes of lightning and the noise of thunderous wing beats along with the terrified scream of its prey.
Despite popular opinion, we don’t come out of the womb snapping at the bright light with newborn vampire teeth. There is usually a shedding of skin if you will. A point in time where you dress in black and don’t look back. Each has their own reason for their metamorphosis, their own shaping or revelation, the gleeful knowledge that we aren’t buying what society as a whole is selling… Only what Hot Topic is. (Quit hissing, it’s a joke.)