An animal whimpers deep in my chest
Surrounded by muscular walls...

Wishful thoughts and desperation dance in my mind
Twisted together into something of malicious...

Stubbornly I will grind my teeth
And clench my fists...

Static noise wraps my eardrums
To silence the steady beating in my chest...

Beauty only tender hearts can see
Through the mask of disability...

The snow falls slowly
Blanketing as far as the eye can see...

In a house or on the street
People embrace images...

Such a beautiful thing
A blanket of snow...

Every so often when all is quiet
the circumstances must be just right...

Regardless of circumstance
I am the one to be blamed...

Open arms, open hearts- sometimes love
can be where understanding starts...

I know this may seem.. strange
But your scars are beautiful to me...