A Blackened Eye
by Andrew Scott
 
Her eyes dart around
while waiting in line
at the grocery store.
 
She feels all the questioning.
The looks of concern and pity.
Some are nods of judgement
without knowing the story
only assuming a fake truth.
 
Gripping the hand of comfort
she looks with her head down.
Trying to mask away the thoughts
that are circling around.
The faces that are telling a story
of what has happened to her.
 
Inside she feels all the knots
of how to move forward.
Confusion of what she is seeing
and the horror inside.
Wondering where to go
after the blackened eye
is a bruise no one can see.