Bruised:
I feel damaged...
Like I'm bleeding inside.
Very subtle...
This suffering...
This draining of hope.
But even now...
Hope is alive and with me
like the flashes of pain in my eyes...
FLASH!
The Magic Man says a blessing for the wound NO ONE SEES,
The Magic Man curses me for the beauty of my eyes,
The Magic Man has my complete attention and
Disappears...
FLASH!
The girl woman smiles and tells me I'm beautiful &
yet I've seen that she bleeds for another's affection...
FLASH!
Her once homeless love shares a Mona Lisa Smile...
That look that says she's not blessed with
The Gift of Denial...
FLASH!
FLASH!
FLASH!
And the deceased 21 year old that I never knew;
carelessly bound to a nightmarish crime;
he haunts my thoughts...
So many of my unshed tears...
So much of this unspoken pain resides in these
Surreal After Images...
These Strange Spirits.
They say all wounds heal in time...
But I'd never swear to it!
Because my bruises never seem to fade.
© OCTOBER 14, 1998 By Jason Wright
-For-
Josh, Carrie, Sam, & Matthew Shephard