OUR VISIONS ARE ALL BLURRED BY WHAT WE SEE IN FRONT OF US. WE HAVE LOST SIGHT OF THINGS THAT LIE DEEP WITHIN. WE DON’T SEE THE PAIN, THE TRAUMA, THE STORM. WE DON’T SEE THE HEART, THE DREAMS, THE SLEEPLESS MESS. WE ALL SEE WHAT WE CONFRONT. WE ARE BLIND. JUST A SMALL REQUEST TO REALLY
If you saw her eyes stripped off makeup,
they would still be red and numb.
If you heard her silence,
it would crack open your ears.
If you tasted her sorrow,
it would be as bitter as gall.
If you touched her,
she’d be shivering with the pressure inside.
If you saw her crying
Or screaming the clichéd silent screams,
you would probably shiver too.
As warm as her smile brightens up this place,
she is all cold and still inside.
Oh! The pain that exists within
Not as bad as the energy required
Needed to keep it in there.
This cold and empty world around her,
She is warm and moves hearts!
She, who knows what pain is,
won’t see anyone else hurt.
She heals all with the warmth.
If only she could heal herself….
Daily post: Prompt: Vision