Poem ~ Your Wall

The wall of your

disregard I stained

with my blood;

throwing my

heart against it,

determined you

would feel me,

feed on my offering.

Until the silence

taught me to sit

and bask

in the sun,

back

against your

passive warmth,

find contentment

in the quiet.

My heart inside once more,

soothed and healed

and bearing

the faintest of

bruises,

bite marks fading

with each day.