withered stone

I was scraped by metal spikes, pierced by a rusty nail, and even fell face first from a pick up truck.

I've been through rejections and countless regrets and had my heart torn by the earthly passing of people I loved.

Though the world presented itself sugarcoated, still I surrounded myself with safetynets and restrictions.

As I journey life, I've been cynical and numb and perhaps became the rock that they all perceived me to be.

But at the end of the day, I still couldn't see, how I can be hurting - feeling this piercing pain that with all medication failed to numb thee.