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Dec 2012
Hidden deep
In the wounds
That have now
Healed over and scarred
Are the deepest truths a person may know
There lie the deepest parts of me
That I may never show again
For my wounds are no longer
Bleeding the crimson red truth ooze
I am now a healed person
Scarred for all of the life that I will live
But no longer leaking
No longer letting the past
The hidden life I've lived seep out
I have remained
And I will not return
That wound is healed
It's healed
And it shall not be reopened
I will keep the monsters in me caged
The truth
The history of me
Will remain inside
Locked away
For the rest of my days
But the fear of it's release stays
For you never know when
Your gonna get cut
You never know
When your gonna be attacked.

Even if it's yourself attacking.
Victoria Jennings
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Victoria Jennings  26/F/Rhode Island
(26/F/Rhode Island)   
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