When you were little
if you fell
they would ask you where it hurt
you would point to
your knees, your arm or an elbow
and they would make it better.
But you noticed
as you get older
if you fall
they do not ask you where it hurts.
You sit silently in your room
waiting for someone to ask you
where it hurts
pointing to your head and your heart.
Because that is where the pain
hurts the most
but nobody makes it better.
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Unsaid Feelings
Poetry« collection of my feelings » You are still my favourite yet most painful story to tell
