Walking wounded (villanelle)

I have a wound that only trust will heal,
a scab encrusted on my bleeding soul.
Your eyes will tell me how much to reveal.

At first, the pain was much too great to feel;
the void within a black and gaping hole.
I have a wound that only trust will heal.

I learned the need to cover and conceal -
to curse the hurt and go on with my role.
Your eyes will tell me how much to reveal.

Love's embrace a temporary seal,
the depths too raw for topical control;
I have a wound that only trust will heal.

Another saw it, said it was not real
and did not want to see I was not whole;
your eyes will tell me how much to reveal.

Reach out and touch me gently, I appeal;
a cure that grows within me is my goal.
I have a wound that only trust will heal;
your eyes will tell me how much to reveal.

Reviews

[FJ Davis]

This is amazing!
A decided distruster yearns to let down his defenses--but refuses to do so foolishly.
"...your eyes will tell me how much to reveal" represents incredible perception, and yet, projects the most basic humanity. This monumental line is a poem unto itself. I sincerely wish I had written it.

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~ wow... i am stunned... i seem to be dealing with someone who could well be singing this heartsong... ~ i think it's the toughest thing in the world to address the needs of someone who is "walking wounded"... thank you for these insights... they'll help me a lot... for sure... ~ p.s. i wanted to hang out with me and here i am... :P

[Ithacup]

This was really good. I wish my poetry evoked the same kind of imagery that yours does. I even feel like this came from a personal experience and is not just a 3'd persons view poem. I hope you write more villanelle, it's obvious you have talent.

[Tate Morgan]

That was very interesting I think we all have wounds of trust it is a hards thing to lose ones trust harder to regain it