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from    my    heart    IV

Some Nights

Some nights
I feel nothing.
No hurt.
No fear.
Some nights
I feel everything.
A single tear.
One tiny crack
in my heart.



A Birthmother

Look closer.
At first glance
You do not see
The hairline cracks
In my heart.
The forced smile
Looks natural
On your side of the screen.
Talking to me
You do not always hear
The tears in my voice.
You cannot understand
My abrupt manners
And erratic behavior.
I do not always explain
My cruptic words
And long silences.
Please remember that
My hurt is close in time.
My healling never quite done.
And my story will never end.