Wounds Heal

Wounds heal, scars fade
You’ll get over it
It’s what they always say
Their convenient go-to phrase
There, that’ll do the trick

They don’t see
How much it matters
At least, to me
They didn’t know that’s why I got madder

One, two, three, four, five
There, NOW the hurt should be gone
You can survive
Meanwhile, I am looking beyond

That’s enough, they said
Stop your crying and move on
I cried more instead
The tears would not staunch

You don’t feel my pain
You remember your own
And that is not the same
Don’t say anymore, please don’t

You stuck a dam on my cries
I want so badly to burst
But no, you believe my lies
And see only the surface of my smile, so forced

It’s still stinging
I am too substantial; My being wants to perish
I am also, slowly, thinking
Of every little thing I will always cherish

Let me say

Would I regret a feeling I decided to feel?
Would I say an early good bye for who I decided to visit?
How embarrassing is to judge your own will.
How painful the scorn and look towards who in the corner sits.
Why so trick my mind and soul would be?
When I just want to unassuming have my life.
I wish you, unlikely me, never have to leave
I just want to speed my heart up,
To sweat, run and one more night keep up.
Up for me, for those who make me move.
For the unfailing and trustworthy love.
That quietly pulse, waiting the approve,
To come out and yell overall and above.
What more hurts is that I can’t speak out, be loud.
I guess who first hear those shouts through my eyes,
Truly friend of me would be called.
To walk step by step is hard,
when in front of you it is not possible to see.
Hey, let me hold your hand?
Let just someone at your side be.

Centered

I am lost
Rows of people
Block my sight

I seem to look without ever finding
Anything anyone
I see everything

The hidden looks in front of me
Behind me
For me

I am in the center
Yet lost in the midst

So many ways to get here
But none
To get out