Unseen Scars Poem by Samantha Campbell
Unseen Scars
You Died a year ago today,
You left me broken
and wounded without
the pleasure of a scar
that others can see.
How do you stitch a soul
or bandage a broken heart?
Its hidden in me
just below
the surface
of my skin.
I'm a vessel,
a container of scars
and broken things.
An unseen
universe of tears
I'm an ocean
EMPTY
But I hold
the all the possiblites
of life.
I wrote this a year later
on the anniversary of his death
R.I.P.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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