Invisible Injury Poem by Susan Lacovara

Am I not to be the one meant
to receive your compassion
though my bossom be full of aching,
of ailment, from the abandonment
of love's touch

Am I seen as too strong
to requireyour care
offered constant and consoling
That only she and her shattered pieces
matter more

Asking only for a moment of maybe
a look back at the cliff
from where you left you
teetering...
tumbling...
crashing on the rocks below...

Am I not to be bandaged
for all my bruised and broken fragments
because she seems to need more attention than I
Should my heart not know the hand of healing
My tears fall as unnoticed dewdrops
clinging to blades of grass
where you shall not step again