Wounded Soul

To cure from within,

I open my wounded heart,

And now I bleed black.

Digging inner self,

Hurting all over again,

Tears flow in my words.

 Nothing did I wrong,

Yet it haunts, taunts, and scares me,

And I bleed in pain.

Like arrow it's piercing,

I ask my internal soul,

What is bothering?

Contentment said soul,

Gladness, gratification,

Fulfillment is peace.