Wednesday, March 24, 2010

Scar

When you are cut you wait for the wound to heal. The pink gash and then it turns to brown. Later it itches and sometimes you want to peal of the new cover of skin that has formed to fill in the broken part. I itch beneath this new patch of mine. I want to sit and think through all the pain I have been denying and burying it beneath the covers. Maybe that way I might feel they way I want to and stop this restless heart of mine from hurting my ribs.

7 comments:

-T said...

WOW!!!

This post is full of imagery!
Coming from facts you manage very well to describe the state of your heart.

I hope you manage.
Cuz sometimes turning over a new leaf and burying the old one is the only option we have. Maybe you don't want to face wats there after you peel off that scab.

Koo said...

That was so beautifully written :)

(¯`•._.•[Raajii]•._.•´¯) said...

ahh... I can so relate to this one. Sigh.

UTP said...

wow... heal me from all this sorrow... wow...

Fareed said...

Pain is akin to a bowed down pilgrim, sweeping through, dragging by, treading across a dream.

arvind said...

waw..

Anonymous said...

just explains how i feel..lovely..