“Wounded Senses” Poem of the Day (2023)

“Wounded Senses”

By Ashley O’Hare

My senses are wounded-

I’m damaged inside.
This world is imperfect-

it knows how to lie.

Every nerve feels too much

some way, somehow.

A scrape to the knee

might as well be

a slice to the heart to me.

Days slip into weeks-

a complete dissociation of time.

This absence of a conscious mind

is surely a crime.

If my eyes could strengthen

and peer into the future,

perhaps then I could receive

sweet, cherish able ease

that one day, I will no longer

feel these injuries.

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