~ Open Wounds ~

As I stumble against objects unseen
Only thinking of how you have been
My soul is focused only on this
The loss of such wonderful bliss.

It gets torn on stresses that should be the norm
If my heart was in it, it would be easy to perform
Tears of my soul make me blind and I cannot see
Opening wounds, causing my spirit to bleed.

Still as if in flesh, wounds do tend to heal
Yet, leaving the scars of a lifetime it can reveal
The damage that takes a long time to begin
Especially the ones inside created from my sins.

So as these wounds start to grow smaller
The pain recedes making me feel much better
Healing starts, there are no more open wounds
Of loss to the soul, no more will we lose.

In the end, it's like a tatoo left upon your spirit
There to remind you of how you received it
Life's scars show the pain you have endured
As the one opened now will become in the future.

~*~

Gary Salter © 2005