I never thought I could be at my best
when I learned how to sew all the rips
my heart hath gone thru.
Never had I imagined
how good I was in concealing
all the emotions I had to make thru.
Never had I noticed
how my hands ached
for not wiping a single tear
my eyes have kept.
Never had I let him see
how badly beaten my soul is.

And with these...

never had I realized
how all the wounds bleed
without feeling a single twinge.