When Hurt Hurts Poem by ritty patnaik

my feelings scatter,
like a feather pillow.
ripped open, brutal,
like the touch of the knife.
ripping the fibre of my being.
my hurt open,
to the gaze of all.
, yet, i try to calm
and soothe my aching heart,
trying to ponder,
where did i go wrong!

loneliness overpowering me,
yet alone i can think,
that, hurt hurts, when
one in flesh cant bear
but the spirit,
none can touch!