deepest wound

suppose time was a wound that never closed?

sometimes an unsaid word

sometimes an unsent prose

or maybe a trapped smile

in a photograph so old

or a yearning heart

that never got its home

or a missed chance of

fixing things you broke

perhaps a moment that felt

you met eternity in a soul

and yet here we are

in these lines so bold

that shatter you to pieces

that can never be a whole