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Monday, October 13, 2014


I feel 
A terrible ache
For my old life
The ease of it

I feel
A pain inside
That leaves me weak

I feel
A hurt
That catches me off guard
With its depth

I feel my wounds
And accept them
As part of me

Invisible wounds

So obvious to me
But not to others

I wonder
What do people see
When they look at me

I wonder
If they can’t see
The biggest parts of me
The things that have
Most shaped me

What is it
That they see

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