See

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

I feel

A pain inside
That leaves me weak
Defenseless

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