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Invisible Wounds Struggle |
| Some
wounds are not visible |
| To
either you and not for me |
| Even
though they are there |
| Scars
that continuously fester |
| Deep
within a person’s soul |
|
Fragility broken repeatedly |
| The
undying, endless want |
| To
stop the pain endlessly |
|
Survival living hid the inside |
| To
bury the horrible memory |
| Claws
of endless struggle |
| What
can numb this ill sensory? |
|
Physical hurts ne’er subside |
| No
medicine; nor a bandage |
| Will
comfort the distraught |
| A
searing throb from bondage |
| Who
can nullify what happened? |
| Who
will erase the horribleness? |
| What
form of solitude will occur? |
| That
will comfort the brokenness? |
| A
reliving of events long gone |
|
Sensations override any strength |
| To
cover-up what was buried |
| Which
keeps gnawing in length? |
| What
is it that can truly console? |
| The
tidal sobs are gaining action |
| Other
people may see the tears |
| But
will never know its causation |
| My
scars have no shape or size |
| But
they have emotions full of |
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Despair, anguish, ‘n anxieties |
| Who
can overcome this with love? |
| Is it
possible to overcome the |
| Years
of innocence lost and gone? |
| The
endless battle of inner fight! |
| When
will it be over and done? |
| They
tell me I have a gift to give |
| How
can I accept this when I |
| Have
a hard time accepting it? |
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Struggle is surviving this life; Why? |
| ©Copyright 3 June 2010; MahTame |
| Hey-gyah-ahm-boy-taw |
| ~until we meet again~ |
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| Kiowa Nation |
