Image credit: Yoshiyuki Iwase
I saw you fall
Your shame written large
Your once beautiful eyes dulled.
You withdrew
Shut down.
I understood.
Time heals pain
Your humiliation acute.
I know that feeling
It sticks between your ribs
Stabs no matter which way you move.
So you sit.
Opening your eyes
The supermarket is a buzz.
You stand naked
No where to hide
No one notices
Sweat beads as you awake.
We sat and held hands
Talked, discussed issues
Tears, shudders, doubt
Your arms wrapped tight
Look up I said
It’s the future, not the past.
Written for: http://mindlovemiserysmenagerie.wordpress.com/2014/12/02/photo-challenge-37-bluff-december-2-2014/
Morpethroad 
It’s the future, not the past.
Beautiful support. Beautiful words.
Thank you so much Debi.
A great poem Michael … beautifully stated … lucky lady to have a friend like you.
Thank you so much Georgia
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I know that feeling
It sticks between your ribs
Stabs no matter which way you move.
Powerful powerful lines, beautifully done Michael
Thank you so much Yves, excellent prompt to write to.
So much pain, yet so much encouragement in those words, Look up I said It’s the future, not the past.
Thank you Lyn, yes that to me seemed the positive way to go.
Positive conclusion. Strong words, empathetic words. Well done.
Thank you so much Jenny