I had always seen this one stare
A wide-eyed one
Far, but close enough
To see every individual lash
With good intent, but a force
Unimaginably heavy on the heart
Tone of voice I never wanted to hear
But a truth I can't ignore
She poked a little needle where
My scar laid
A weakness I had swallowed already
Morning, it shouted
You can not escape
Such fear
