Poems Of Wisdom, Wanderlust, & Love...

Wounds That Bleed

Nursing my wounds,

is hard to do,

when they go so deep,

so deep into my very soul,

where it is unreachable,

even for me,

thankfully,

my friends,

don't know how deep,

those wounds actually go,

because if they did,

I don't think I could face them,

ever again,

these wounds bleed more often than not,

and I am ashamed of what they represent,

sadly,

they always scar,

leaving behind a scab,

scabs I've collected over the years.