Blotted Out
He loved,but could not say
such words,he could not find;
He loved,but could not touch
such warmth,was just too much;
He was proud,but could not praise
such sounds he could not raise;
He supported,but not with words
such feelings,witheld unheard;
Sentiment,tight reined within
banished,unvoiced by him,
embittered by his own hurt,
a scarred child 'neath his hairshirt.
In the past,his crippled emotions lay
imprisoned,unsaid,'til his dying day.
Emotion=Inhibition
Copyright © Brian Strand | Year Posted 2010
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