My Jagged Edges (A Poem)
It wasn’t the Lisfranc
that threw me that day
like a rider
dashed across ledges
More than the break
was the stop to my life
where I was crushed
on my own jagged edges
The foot, it will heal
I will walk with a limp
Not the end of the world
so they said
But inside of my heart
an invisible break
and confinement
filled me with dread
My friends, my job
the bathroom, no less
all impossible feats
A world apart
More than my shoes
beautifully mocking me
Is the ugly scar
across my heart
Every car ride
every sudden move
my heart lurches that pain
is coming again
The attempts to stand
the agonizing slowness
chip away
at my smile…but then…
The only way to stop
this clinging dark fear
is to wipe at the scar
where it etches
And build up a callus
where my confidence broke
from the accident that
caused jagged edges
Beautiful choices of words and kaleidoscope of emotions on such heart breaking topic
Thanks for stopping by to read it. I hope you have a beautiful day, Olga!
I don’t read a lot of poetry but this one was quite accessible. I like the end rhymes.
I’m thankful you gave it a try, Devorah. I like to keep things simple when poetry comes to me. 🙂
It’s beautiful that you were able to churn your accident into a creative flow, Carrie 🙂
It took a long time to reach that place in my mind. I hope others who are in the midst of a struggle can hang in there and be gentle with themselves.