Wounds

The deep wounds

fill with tears

with the sorrows

of the unforgiven,

carried in the places

hidden within

our darker heart;

regret's prisoner,

oh, the things done,

and all that is undone,

words swallowed

that needed speaking,

angry words unleashed

with fury and wrath,

the desperate wish

to make them the unspoken;

the deep wounds

to the brim filled,

the deep wounds

that time won't heal.