That Place

You’re that place in my soul
That I guard
A weakness that was almost
A strength
I will leave it there
In a suspended animation
Until I can poke at it
And it doesn’t hurt anymore

Reviews

[Fabian G. Franklin]

Scars are strange things; they are at the same time, both tender and tough. A soul made of scar tissue isn't as ugly a thing as one might imagine. I used to wear my heart out on my sleeve but the sleeve was torn so many times my heart was bound to be. Yet, tenderness can survive. I enjoyed the read.

[The_Ancient_Rock]

Wounds and hurted feelings can take time to heal.
But most will heal, in time.
One day we will poke and it will be numb, and we will not feel that much any longer.
Well... If that is what we really want.
Sometimes, the pain keep us going.
Great poetry. I enjoyed reading it very much.
Take good care Green.
😃

[Kate AKS]

"A weakness that was almost
A strength"

We live it in the soul until we see that it is about us and we still could move on without another person. We still have strength inside, no matter that in the presence of another person we find it in ourselves. It was our discovery, not their gift.

[Lorry]

We all have places like that and sometimes all it takes is lots of time and putting it down to experience to get to the place where it will numb it enough to become somewhere we cann prod without another eye bleeding ache.

[Matthew Kult]

Gloomy and broken. Will the hurt stop if you keep poking at it. Great read.

With love,

Matthew

[D. Mansfield]

Wow, I immediately thought of a broken relationship with my son, I've always had to " put it up on a shelf", and only take it down and examine it, when it won't consume me. Your poem reminded me of alit of the reasons why I did that. Good poem