My Bleeding Heart

I wear it on my sleeve,

It bleeds pink, see?

It is invisible to most-

Except to me- the host,

They cannot see,

How the words hurt me,

My heart is in palpitations,

Call 911,

I need some Nitroglycerin.

I try to please-

I come with love and truth,

You see, that has always been,

Me. I am invisible to you,

As is my broken heart.

The scars are covered-

I’d cry all over you if I could,

But I never would,

Be so stupid,

To expose to those

That cannot see

Beyond their myopia,

Or the dystopia,

Hiding behind their I-Phones

They cannot see- eyes alone.

I’ve decided to recover,

Despite the wall of granite,

Despite the face of stone.

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2022

Cheryl Amy Hollander