Hurt etched in his skin

When he hurt,
But no one saw it,
He thought
Am I hurt at all?
Am I really feeling pain
Did I invent it all?
Because the pain
Within his head
Was not etched
On his skin,
He had no way
To share his pain
That he held
Deep within.
He struggled on
But noone heard
The echoes of his mind.
He needed help
To heal the hurt;
He needed
Someone kind.
He didn’t have
The words to say,
To share
The hurt within
And so he shared
The pain he felt
By scratching
At his skin.
And then he got
The help he sought
To heal his ragged skin
And time, and trust
And someone kind
Helped heal
The hurt within.

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One Response to Hurt etched in his skin

  1. wbdeejay says:

    Pain-full and beauty-full xx

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