Of Course You’re Wounded
He abandoned you
She abandoned you
They left you for dead.
Of course you’re wounded.
But your heart is full.
It blew you open, splintered your illusion
Of course you’re wounded.
Black blood trickles down
Into the oblivion of decay.
Lost, lonely: alone.
Of course you’re wounded.
Broken sea dead skin
Gushing blood: open.
You cannot see: so awaken.
Your blindness filters.
Nothing.
Only the blind can truly see.
Naked.
Rivers of blood: surround.
Drown.
Drown.
Drown.
Of course: dear friend.
You are wounded.
Thank God.
© Matt Valentine-Chase. Freewriting prose.


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