Insufferable Pain rips through me
Tearing at my inner being
Slicing deep into my bones
Poisonous person amputated
Healing painfully, slowly begins
The bleeding gradually stops
Harsh scar tissue forms
The searing wound remains
A constant reminder of gullibility
A cruel attestation of stupidity
The scar slowly starts to fade
Healing is almost done
Heedless words slash it open
The pain compounded by salt
Deception indisputably laid bare
Imprudence oozing purulently
A searing, gaping wound again
The hurt given no chance to heal
The blood flows like tears
Private pain indecently exposed
Thoughtless words pierce deep
A constant reminder of exploitation
A cruel attestation of asininity
Healing consistently impeded
About the Creator
Rozanne Roy
I am the author of "Roses' Musiings" - a poetic journey through depression into healing, capturing my thoughts and observations about life and people.
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