Abrasions

My heart
rubbed raw
by the constant sandpaper
that seeks to make it smooth.
My heart
pulsating in sorrow
weighed down
by the secret burdens
it carries.
My heart
mysterious and elusive
hiding and exposing
thrusting and restraining
its convoluted emotions.
My heart
desiring peace
hoping for joy
longing for rest
for the warm homecoming
of intimacy
and being known.
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