Poetry for the night… All white

Falling down gently
Soft and soothing
All the bloody spots
Scars all hidden
by the beauty of the white

No pain shown
All taken out of sight
For only shall it be discovered
After long time has passed by

Only then shall there be the energy to cope with this
To process and accept
To grow on it

For now there will be the white
Innocent and glimmering
Coat to hide this all away
Until I’m ready to reveal the truth
To revoke the pain
The grief and loss



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