I feel like I should have seen it coming
but I was too caught up in my day to day
and there it was
hot, immediate, startling and raw
I hung my head
I hung my head
the cool of the linoleum on my knees
clutching my chest
I can handle this, I think
I want my mother
but I have to be one
tears sting my eyes
I take a deep breath
try and cool the pain
patch myself up
and move on with my day
mericfully numb
knowing the scar will eventually fade
