A Thousand Wounds Deep
Hiding behind battle scars
Alone in the twilight, restless, steeped in anger and regret
This battle-scarred warrior, broken thoughts he can never forget
Pacing and brooding. All the injustices of the universe
Have swallowed him up, leaving him aching and hurt
Head in hands, pretty faces replay time and again in his mind
Always the beginning of hope, a flutter of the heart, the fruitful find
Those first sleepy, warm mornings of discovery and sunny days
The bloom of love, the beat of a heart that this time will stay
Until the pain of the past grips his heart like a vice
Squeezing out the fury, pressing his mind against the ice
The unseen injuries. The hidden disease. The fractured soul.
Haunts his path and follows wherever he goes
Shutting down, shutting them out, he closes the door
Can’t share. Hides the fear. Breaks a tender heart once more.
Perplexed by his chronic desolation, he blames the lovelies.
The arms that tried to comfort him. The hearts that he pushed aside.
No sense can be persuaded when someone remains willfully blind
Only others on that bitter, murky path understand. The same kind.
Warriors who live to see another day gripped by horrors that will never set them free
Hiding behind the scars that are a thousand wounds deep.
About the Creator
Tina D'Angelo
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Comments (6)
Gorgeous! This is so melancholic and powerful! The imagery is so vivid. Very nicely done!
Wow, this was vivid and full of jaw dropping imagery! I'm in love with the picture you painted and the way you portrayed this character in the poem! Great work Tina!
Gosh this was so tragic and emotional! Very well done!
Dear Mrs. Tina - This is so off of your normal - I just love your one-of-a kind unique style. You're probably Dodging the "Bullets" from me for my off the cuff - Lawn Dart Schtickin'~Schtick - who could blame you. btw; Terrilynn painted your Lion as a heading for my 'Blood Relatives' Miss you - Still waiting in line for your book cover autograph. J-Bud
This is stunning, Tina. So emotive - the emotions bleed through the screen. So so very good.
Based on previous writings and conversations, this must be about your dad. War does irreparable damage to a person's being and those around them. Well written and heartfelt.