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Jesse

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Standing here, hands shaking and welling tears;
I think of forgotten years. Nightmares never
ceasing, breathing is a challenge today. I
look in the mirror and I see, a handsome man
looking back. Some wounds are invisible.

I close my eyes and see a younger me. I'm
laughing, full of glee. My grandfather is
there, protecting me. Nothing can break the
shield. But grandfather, strong as can be,
wouldn't always be there.

Opening my eyes reveal the welling tears
have overspilled. My overcharged senses
keep me from feeling real. I wonder if
I can ever heal. Some wounds are invisible.

Closing my eyes again takes me to a dreadful
place. Tears streaming, my little brother
screaming, the horrible monster has rage
on his face. There was nothing I could do
but watch the clock until the beating finally
stopped.

And here I am once more, hurting deep within
my core. Anger overrides fear and gives me
the strength to open the door. I wipe my tears,
face my fears, and return to the work floor.
Outwardly appearing strong and able, inside
remain invisible wounds.
 
The wounds on the inside leave the deepest scars, don't they.

Nice Jesse...very nice. Thought provoking.
 
Naval_Fluff said:
Emotional pain definately lasts longer than physical :( Great poem Jesse, as always I am amazed by your work :)

Thanks man I really appreciate that!
 
*hug* Your past is not present, never forget that. You're safe now. *hug*
 

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