There's more to hurt

If you look for the marks

The gaps you leave

Yawning chasms

The raw emotion

The fresh bleed of

Fear, rage

Pain

Still where you left it

Infected with inattention

Festering in it's crevice of thought

Pushed aside so you might live

Kept so you might learn death

Before it's claim made

Because you're gonna hurt

And hurt's all the same.