Sometimes the blood can't be seen
Being bypassed comes in-between
There are mysterious circumstances
Perhaps there were malignant glances
Some instruments don't draw blood
They cause a more hurtful kind of flood
The kind that erupts from deep within
Stays hidden throbs pain under the skin
So not everyone can see the mutilation
That causes the victim much degradation
Humanity has devised many ways to kill
Some of them lead to death of only the will
Some from purveyors with poisonous pens
Others speak vile words in hopes to offend
Most difficult is when loved ones demean
Sometimes the blood can't be seen
etw
Excellence here -- as with your other work. Always a pleasure to read.
Hugs and respect,
CJ
I like Richard's take below on this perplexing side of human nature..
I always advise sufferers of barbed words, to develope Thick Skin..
Shalom
Peter
You are a gifted woman, Eileen, that never hedges in her ability to touch the heart and spirit of her readers.
Your friend ...
Richard Lloyd Cederberg
Xxx dove
Myrna
It simply goes back to the golden rule of time. Until we learn it and follow it, we will continue the lane of pain.
Grand and Wise write Eileen.
Lisa
Our secret wounds blood just bypasses the face in times of anger!!
Love Tinka
Bom Bhole!
Rosh
Take care,
Sherry
Love,
Susan