Tattoo

the humming of a needle drumming up and down the pressure on the skin humming the only sound etched into the skin the mark of only me devastatingly unique if the eyes will only see eyes darting around how to release the pain embarrassed of my bravery there is to be no shame my life dreams summed up in a tattoo freedom is the ultimate goal and maybe wisdom too one lone owl stands alone silent as the grave poor old lonely solider but fortune favours the brave final complete an eternity in an hour relief was the aftershock relief was my power.