I have fallen

bruised knees

weeping eyes

if shocked and disorientated

were a feeling

i’d be it!

But soon the wounds will heal

the balm and shea butter

from yesteryear will coat

my shortcomings with hope

band-aides will cover them till they mend

apply peroxide every now and then

Just to cope

And the very things that hurt me

Will be a memory

In the distant past

That no longer hurts or haunts me

Just a scar of what use to be

But I can’t feel the pain anymore

Love always, Ayesha