Upon the Soul
~~~
I know pain
We are old friends
I know rain
And the aches it sends
I have bled
The scars still remain
I’ve felt lead
Sent with an aim
I have broken
More bones than hearts
Ivory poking
Out of flesh torn apart
I know the chill
Skin and cold steel
Yet colder still
The pain I now feel
When a heart
Pierced by loving words
Now falls apart
When the silence heard
Nothing ruins
The body left whole
Than fatal wounds
Upon the soul
~~~
commonsensiblyspeaking 
The pain we feel that shows no outward scars is far deeper and longer-lasting than those which do heal, even if they leave scars behind.
Well said. Thanks sis! Love you!
this gave me chills and you are so right, the heart and soul take on the deepest wounds
Thanks Beth! Fear not, I think the weather has a little something in store for those chills today.
a broken heart is more difficult to deal with than a broken bone… beautifully said, Brad!
Thank you, my friend!
You’ve said it quite well Brad, like the artist you are!
Thank you, my brother!
You’re welcome my brother!
Truly beautifully written. I guess sometimes even a very bad wound does heal but a truly broken heart may never mend. This is lovely Brad. ❤️🤗sending my love to you, Joni
Thank you Jonikins!
Always my pleasure Brad. You are truly an amazing poet gifted in so many forms. Love ❤️ Joni