sometimes a word or phrase can suggest..

I have layed broken
lanced with word
harbored silence
burned down deep... near the soul.

I have lived in frayed air
where voices end
hearts fell silent..and have just been.

I am callous
remained in hearts
hardened by fire"
I have never forgotten my soul"

Deserts have clamed Me
I am naked in the rain
feel every touch
I am alone,
I am a Rose,
I am a withering... an end....I am implied..... Vincent

"Grace always pours from a closing wound"