Okay now we do not always show and tell of thing once done. In frustration or depression many things can happen that stay out of sight. This is something that I wrote remembering times very gloomy.
Digital Art by David Ho
Feeling the scars!
How am I doing,
You’re asking
I’m okay as you can see
no cuts
no bruises
no broken bones
The skin patching
the deeper scars
held together
with tears
you see
How am I doing
Is what you asked me
Doing okay
no cuts
no bruises
As you can see
Gripping hand
of aching chest
feeling the heart
crushing
inside
How am I doing
times three you ask
I’m doing fine
no cuts
no bruises
as you can see
Though pain is real
grinding teeth
empty spaces
hollow soul
parts taken
How am I doing
I don’t even know
as time keeps
on moving
and heal the cuts
of what has been lost
Scarring the layers
unseen to you
How am I doing
no need to ask.
I’m doing perfect
for I’m alive.
©Ranting Crow2014
This is as it was written, and slightly painful remembering times I lived with a single foot down a grave. Sometimes completely lost myself as one can see.
Best Wishes
Ranting Crow
Ranting Crow 