You stick your hand
on the fire
Never expecting pain
And you wait to smell
the flesh
Sizzling over the flame
To awake your senses to
the pain
You scream inside
In your own world
Never saying a word
You lie to me
To yourself
It is obvious
Can’t you see?
You say "Don’t worry"
"I’ll be alright"
Never facing
the truth
But your flesh
is raw
And continually aches so
You look
To me
To Him
But never within
To ease
This unvoiced pain.


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You look
To me
To Him
(all they need to do is look in their own eyes in the mirror)
Excellent writing Sue.