A sigh...

The sigh is deep and long and hard
The pain is acute
Heaviness fills the spaces
It feels as if the wounds are physical
Internal pain is greater still
Stretching from the depths
It settles to the surface
If only it was slightly visible
I would have covered it
Or better still cured it
Nothing seems to work
Maybe at this time I should wait for a miracle
They who pass cannot see
Their words they do not fear
If they knew the piercing of my heart
Their words would be somewhat sweeter and biblical.