Not a scratch to be seen,
he's perfectly fine.
For all wounds heal
in a matter of time.
He walks with a swag
and talks like a pro.
The kid has no problems,
well, none that they know.
Some scars are too deep
for naked eyes to see.
His well lived life comes
with a hidden fee.
He takes a pill to
soothe all his pain,
but his damaged inside
hurts all the same.
Words can pierce skin
and break thru the soul.
But the skin won't always
show the words' toll.
Suddenly, they notice
a limp in his step.
His voice is weaker
and he forces his pep.
Too late, they noticed
how damaged he was.
His soul forever broken
and no one knew because
they think physical is
the only kind of abuse.
But words are as bad
or worse in ill use.
Be aware of signs of
one with inside strife.
They caught on too late.
he's battered for life.
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