(MENTAL) ANGUISH
Rare, she was.
An enigma, they said.
To the outsider,
she seemed loved
by many.
Yet she,
in her mind,
could rustle up
no such feeling.
Each thought:
a spasm
of rapid, insistent
contradiction,
as though
hurled
by clenched
fists.
Of her heart,
one might have said
spacious; filled.
Empty,
she believed
(it had burst
one too many times,
spilled of love,
filled only with tears).
If only she could
have seen herself
through the eyes
of the lovers
of her soul.
Rare, she was.
An enigma, they said.
2012-12-24
P. Wanken
Inspired by The Sunday Whirl’s Prompt #88: rapid, spacious, enigma, clench, spasm, burst, insistent, hurl, seemed, rustle, rare, and through; and posted on Day #50 for the “100 Days of Fall/Winter 2012” challenge.