Everything

Each scar stares at me,
each scar, a memory of a failure or misfortune.
Each day so variable,
each day, a reminder to my mother's failed abortion.

Each word unheard,
each word, a failed attempt at reaching out.
Each minute so lonely,
each minute, a torturous new thought to mull about.

Every scar unchanging,
each scar a beautiful imperfection from my history.
Every day the same,
each new day revealing it's untold mystery.

Every word significant,
each word, a thought so precious to my heart.
Every minute a chance,
each minute a reason to move on and find a new start.