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Wounds best healed, When laid hidden, Under the layers of concrete, Clean, taped, and sealed. Concrete poured on the metal, Now all that remains is the setting time Seeping and sneaking through what was meant to stay hidden, Pressure rolling for impurities to settle. Concealed before ready to be revealed, Concrete needs time, care, and attention. Flaws open cracks to weaken the structure, A delusion of comfort mistaken for a shield. Resistance with its own assistance, Concrete learns stillness, Against thunder-stricken rain, Friction of rumbling shoes and restless machines. Growling of drills, Carves passages for the flaws, Only to block them for reasons that still, Trapping them back into its build. Contentment turns to resentment, None recovered, none forgotten Deep under lie cracks past discernment, At what point do we blame the construction?
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Apr 6
Apr 6, 2026 at 10:26 AM UTC
Behind The Yellow Tape
Wounds best healed, When laid hidden, Under the layers of concrete, Clean, taped, and sealed. Concrete poured on the metal, Now all that remains is the setting time Seeping and sneaking through what was meant to stay hidden, Pressure rolling for impurities to settle. Concealed before ready to be revealed, Concrete needs time, care, and attention. Flaws open cracks to weaken the structure, A delusion of comfort mistaken for a shield. Resistance with its own assistance, Concrete learns stillness, Against thunder-stricken rain, Friction of rumbling shoes and restless machines. Growling of drills, Carves passages for the flaws, Only to block them for reasons that still, Trapping them back into its build. Contentment turns to resentment, None recovered, none forgotten Deep under lie cracks past discernment, At what point do we blame the construction?
It is often believed that wounds heal best when hidden whether it be beneath bandages or within the mind. This poem explores the idea that concealment without resolution does not heal, but lingers beneath the surface, shaping what follows.Thank you for reading and engaging with this piece. Your time and interpretation are deeply valued. ©Hazel_Dusk
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Apr 6
Apr 6, 2026 at 10:26 AM UTC
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